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Chapter 479 A sword comes from Jiangnan! (asking for monthly tickets)

Pojun's words made Ashina, who claimed to be mature, freeze in thought. After experiencing several failures and having a wife and children, the Seventh Prince felt the blood in his body boiling again.

Living in this troubled times.

Heroes of the world are surging.

He has a gun in his hand and cavalry under his command. How can he be content to be just a spectator of this era?
Even if you fail in the end, even if you only stay in that position for one day.

Then he will also become the king of the Turks and go down in history.

Rather than one of the eighteen Khans.

The seventh prince Ashina struggled, but the friendship between father and son still existed. After struggling for a long time, he said, "My father is the second most powerful general in the world and the first hero in the grassland in 500 years. How dare I betray him?"

Po Jun looked at him and said, "It's not that I don't dare, but that I don't want to."

Ashina's expression was solemn.

After looking at Pojun for a long time, he still declined. When Pojun turned around, Ashina suddenly asked, somewhat unwillingly and dejectedly, "Sir, I have known you for six years."

"I boast that I was brave and courageous at that time, and I treated you with courtesy and respect, but why did you leave me and choose the King of Qin, who was not yet famous at that time?"

"The King of Qin was just a fugitive at that time, and later he was just the leader of a wandering army."

"Thanks to your help, I have built this great foundation."

"If you assist me, maybe I can also achieve hegemony over the world."

Ashina, who was almost forty years old, looked at the top strategist in front of him whom he had always longed for, and his heart was filled with reluctance and decadence. He felt that if this strategist was there, he would not have fallen to this state of mind.

Po Jun stopped and looked at Ashina, who was also a great man of his time, and said regretfully, "When you feel that you need my help to achieve hegemony over the world."

"You don't deserve my help."

Ashina's expression was moved.

Po Jun smiled slightly and said, "Also, you are not crazy enough."

Ashina was stunned: "What?"

Po Jun didn't explain. He just laughed, turned around and said calmly: "Don't worry, Seventh Prince, I will stay here for a while, you still have time to make a choice."

"I'm just telling you that the Great Khan is only leading a small force towards Xiyi City. If you're interested, why don't you go and [cut off] the connection between the Great Khan's troops and the rear."

"Even if the Khan is a famous general, what will happen if he loses his support?"

Ashina's pupils contracted, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"How could I betray my father!"

Po Jun said: "The seventh prince's mother was doted on at first, but she eventually angered the Great Khan over a trivial matter and was whipped a hundred times, forced to kneel outside in the rain all night. She became ill from then on and died when you were thirteen."

"So you are not favored."

"Even grasslands like this were plundered and conquered by ourselves five or six years ago. What else did your father love you except for the violence he inflicted on your mother?"

The Seventh King's expression tightened little by little, and his palm pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"The opportunity is here, Seventh Prince. Here is your chance to avenge your mother."

"And, what do you think the attitude of these new Khans will be towards you after the Great Khan?"

"Hahahaha, I'll take my leave now."

Pojun looked at the sky and lowered his eyes slightly.

You're not crazy enough.

You don't have the courage to get involved and lure people into the trap.

In the spring of the fifteenth year of Tianqi, when arriving at Anxi City, Pojun had argued with the King of Qin about the future strategy. Although he knew that Li Guanyi was going to look for Gu worms when he left Jiangnan, he still frowned slightly at Li Guanyi's decision to go alone:
"My Lord, are you going to go alone?"

'The grassland is so vast, you are now worth a fortune.'

"It's time to lead the people forward."

The King of Qin laughed and said, "Ten thousand gold coins. If someone can give me ten thousand gold coins, I will sell my body for nothing."

Po Jun was speechless, he just sighed and said with a smile: "That's too cheap."

"Master Xue can afford the price himself, Duke Xiyi can even afford it, and even that girl from Jianghu could probably raise the money by wandering around outside for a year just because she got lost."

"My Lord, how about a million gold?"

"It's not easy to take out a million dollars."

The King of Qin was speechless.

He laughed and scolded, saying: "The best strategy this time is for me to take everything away easily. The worst strategy is to fight with a large army. As for the middle strategy, we will be discovered. At that time, with my martial arts skills, it will not be a problem to escape."

"Just, sir."

The King of Qin looked at the young strategist and smiled, "You once said that all your strategies were the best. I wonder if there is any way to turn my middle and lower strategies into the best strategies?"

Po Jun said: "My lord, it is a bad idea to go to another country in person."

The King of Qin asked, "Sir, can't you?"

Po Jun looked at King Qin and said:

"My Lord, are you provoking me?"

The King of Qin laughed loudly, and as he walked out, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Po Jun's shoulder, and said calmly: "I am not provoking you, but I trust you. In this whole world, the person Li Guanyi trusts the most is you, sir."

"Now, I also hand over my life to you, sir."

"Use the King of Qin to join the game and lure the second most powerful general in the world."

"But I dare to hand over my life to you and let you rule the world."

"Sir, do you dare to take it?"

Po Jun's eyes flashed with purple light, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he replied:

"The life of my lord is naturally safe, and my plans are naturally the best!"

Po Jun, with his hands covered in the wide sleeves of the Central Plains, stood outside the king's tent, feeling the vast wind of the grassland, looking at the sky and the earth, his brows calm and quiet, and whispered to himself: "The Khan has sent troops, it's the most critical time..."

The Great Khan's eagle sent a message, asking the Seventh Prince, who was closest to Xiyi City in the grassland territory, to lead his Iron Pagoda to come to support and block the rear of the King of Qin. The Seventh Prince Ashina was sitting in the tent, reading the letter.

At this time on the grassland, Muzahe led the army, and the Khan was still chasing Li Guanyi, his eyes red. On the papyrus, he called him in an intimate tone that the seven kings had never seen before, saying that he was his good son.

Finally, he placed the order written on papyrus during the march into the brazier.

The flames burned fiercely.

Just like the ambitions of the seven kings.

Ambition, the unfair treatment over the years, and the songs his mother sang when he was young all rose in his heart. When he was young, he always longed for his father's recognition, but only now did he understand.

How did my character of constantly craving for my father's recognition and approval develop?

He exhaled and held the prairie's scimitar.

"What should I do?"

"Mother."

………………

When the conflict with the King of Qin occurred, the Great Khan of the Turks, with the forces he gathered in a short period of time in the war in the Turkic territory, was not enough to outnumber the cavalry under the King of Qin, and was unable to suppress the troops.

The Great Khan looked at the troops in front of him in silence. He sensed that only half of the reinforcements he had ordered appeared, and the most crucial one was that the Seventh Prince Ashina, who should have appeared from the rear of the Central Plains army, did not show up.

"My weak son, have you become cowardly again at this time?"

"Just like your mother, without her beauty and tenderness, she has no meaning at all."

The Great Khan held his weapon and sighed softly, "The blood of the people of the Central Plains is like this. At the critical moment, they lose their bravery."

Mu Zhahe assessed the situation and said, "The enemy has 40,000 men, and we have 60,000 men."

“The advantage is here with us.”

"Don't underestimate them. Even if there are 40,000 of them, we must go all out."

The Great Khan raised the weapon in his hand, and his own aura merged with that of the entire army. The Turkic war horses were tall, their flags were dancing wildly in the wind, and their armor gave off a rough and solid feeling.

In an instant, the Great Khan controlled the arrogance of more than 60,000 people.

Li Guanyi held the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd.

The metal and iron of the Nine Li Divine Soldiers changed and circulated on his body, transforming into the armor of the Central Plains general. Li Guanyi looked at the battlefield in front of him and said, "Brother Yue, Zhao Wen, will be my deputy general."

Yue Qianfeng said solemnly: "Yes."

Li Zhaowen smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

The two of them were deputy generals, and after them were the brave generals from various units that came with them, all holding weapons and forming battle formations. The energy of the 40,000-strong army surged, accumulating layer by layer, and finally fell on Li Guanyi.

boom! ! !
Li Guanyi's aura increased dramatically.

When the situation reaches this level, there is no room or scope for any strategy to be implemented, and all that is left is a head-on, hard-fought fight.

This is the domain of brave generals, not the forte of strategists.

The armies of both sides lined up, their military spirits and evil spirits circulated and changed, rising into the air, transforming into unicorns and ferocious giant wolves, roaring and growling at each other, and when the auras of both sides collided to the extreme, it was like a thunder explosion.

Moved.

Both sides moved at the same time.

The Nine-Colored Divine Deer was not an auspicious sign that was good at fighting. She stood in the air and looked down. The grassland was like a painting. The two armies were like thick ink splashed on both sides, colliding with each other in a turbulent manner on the battlefield.

One side's soldier soul transformed into a giant unicorn and howled, while the other side's was a ferocious wolf.

The killing moves of the soldiers' souls collided with each other at the same time, and the huge aftermath of the explosion swept across the entire sky. The clouds within a radius of dozens of miles were flattened in an instant, and the vital energy surged, almost turning into a torrent, tearing in all directions.

"kill!!!"

The shouts and screams reached the sky.

The Nine-Colored Divine Deer felt a sense of trembling and instinctively left the battlefield and flew to a higher position. She was originally worried about Li Guanyi, but at this moment, she was shocked to find that when facing the second divine general with a slightly weaker force, Li Guanyi did not show any signs of defeat.

Instead, it was like a sharp blade, cutting into it.

In a trance, the Nine-Colored Divine Deer even had an indescribable sense of familiarity with this scene, as if the same thing had happened a long, long time ago, and there was also someone in that generation who was laughing and tearing the enemy apart, but the one accompanying him was not a Qilin, but a white tiger.

happy!

happy!!!

Li Guanyi felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction when controlling the military formation. He adjusted his breath and controlled the rhythm and speed of the military formation through the blessing of the battle formation. It felt like he was controlling it with his own arms.

It's a battle of overlords!
In that battle, under the pressure of the peak overlord, Li Guanyi had to forcibly try to command a force of 200,000. Although it was a mess and pitiful end, it was shattered by a charge from the peak overlord who only existed in theory.

But he had indeed tried this level.

After struggling to lead an army of 200,000 people to charge, and then looking back at the battlefield where the total number of enemies and ours was barely around 100,000, I suddenly felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

It’s like the kind of control that was difficult to make no matter what before.

Now it can be done easily. Li Guanyi stared at the army in front of him, the army led by the Great Khan, the second divine general of the contemporary era. Because it was temporarily assembled, the coordination was poor. Even if it was led by the second divine general himself, there were flaws one by one.

What should we do with such a flaw?
Destroy it!
Destroy it!!

Li Guanyi's heart was beating violently, his eyes fixed on the battlefield in front of him. At this moment, the scene of the previous battle with the overlord reappeared in his mind. Those skills that he had never fully understood spread out, kneaded into his heart, and fell into his heart.

The experience and heritage of war can only be fully mastered on a real battlefield.

It turned out to be the case.

I understand!
Li Guanyi felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

The aura of dominance suddenly flowed, soaring into the sky, and then spread towards the army behind. Li Guanyi dispersed the 40,000 troops, 30,000 of which were given to Ling Pingyang and Yue Qianfeng respectively. Li Zhaowen himself led 10,000 elite troops and rushed forward.

The speed increased and it cut into the enemy's army like a sharp blade.

Flaw! Flaw!
What I saw before me was comparable to the Overlord’s final battle.

Almost all of them are flaws!

Li Zhaowen and others were anxious when they saw Li Guanyi rushing into the battle line recklessly, but they saw that Li Guanyi was like a tiger returning to the mountains, tearing apart the enemy's army directly. The turbulent situation of the army was fully displayed at this time.

Rushed in several times and fought out several times.

It seems as if the overlord is present in the world.

He just killed them with great pleasure and fought against the Great Khan again.

This time, facing Li Guanyi who had a large army behind him, the Great Khan was no longer able to gain enough advantage. The two weapons collided with each other, making a thunderous sound.

This time, the Khan was unable to even force Li Guanyi to retreat.

The two weapons collided and made a sound. After several times, the Khan felt his blood and energy being shaken.

Even though it was an army of 60,000 against 40,000, Li Guanyi's army was more powerful.

The Great Khan was just a tie.

Li Guanyi held the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd in one hand, raised his left hand, held the Scarlet Sky Sword, and suddenly slashed downwards. The Great Khan held the weapon with both hands, blocking the move tightly.

The luck of the grassland surges and blesses the Great Khan.

But at this moment, I heard a loud shout from the side: "I'm here to fight you!"

Suddenly, a long spear stabbed out from the side and the cry of a phoenix was heard in the air. The Great Khan swung the weapon in his hand and blocked the spear with the end of his lance. Under normal circumstances, this spear would not be a match for him, but at this moment he felt some pressure.

Looking up, he saw a very beautiful woman with raised eyebrows running towards him with a spear in her hand. Li Guanyi shouted loudly, and the Chixiao Sword moved in the air. He held the Menghu Xiaotian halberd in both hands, and Li Zhaowen held the Xuanbing spear in his hand. They fought back and forth around the Great Khan.

The Chixiao Sword is extremely intelligent and can attack suddenly.

Muzahe was anxious, and he led his army to fight. After defeating Yuchi Xiong, Li Kedi, and Ling Pingyang, he said, "Khan, I'm here to help you!"

He drew his bow and loaded the arrow, ready to shoot.

A halberd next to him swung in a circle and smashed down. Mu Zhahe's pupils contracted. When the arrow was shot out, dragon roars could be heard in the air. A red dragon image hovered in the void and caught the arrow.

This person's martial arts skills are not as good as Muzhaheh's.

The arrows pierced through the Red Dragon Dharma Image directly, but in the end they were knocked down fiercely by the two halberds with superimposed military power. The arrows scattered, and a rough warrior had blood on the corner of his mouth, but he laughed to himself: "Hahaha, I'm going to cross a thousand peaks."

"Today, I will fight you!"

Muzhah looked at the general.

He has thick skin and tough flesh. He once fought with the Great Khan and sprayed three buckets of blood.

I can actually go back alive.

Now the realm...

Muzhahel felt the big man's spirit, which was at the peak of the seventh level, but extremely unstable, like surging waves, with a faint sense of grandeur. It was clear that he had reached the peak of the seventh level and was about to break through.

In the Qilin Army, he has the most experience in battles and is also the most valuable general.

Born as a bandit, his original talent was only at the seventh level.

But he fought against the top ten generals in the world and was almost on the verge of a breakthrough.

Mu Zhahe was annoyed and sneered, "How dare Yue Qianfeng, who is ranked in the top ten on the God General List, be my opponent!"

Yue Qianfeng laughed out loud: "What a coincidence!"

"In this world, only the top ten warriors in the world are qualified to fight me, Lao Yue!"

He went to fight, but after only a dozen rounds, he was covered in blood again, and shouted:

"Brothers, come and help me!"

It took the combined efforts of many generals in the Qilin Army to barely hold back the seventh most powerful general in the world. This powerful general was an excellent archer and was not good at such encounters, but he was able to suppress five famous generals, Yue Qianfeng, Ling Pingyang, Yan Xuanji, Li Kedi and Yuchi Xiong, while galloping on the battlefield.

He could also hold a bow and shoot arrows continuously, killing the heavily armored cavalry from the Central Plains.

It seemed to be the same fighting method that Li Guanyi had used before.

Li Guanyi can do it, Wang Shunchen could do it too, so this general, the best archer on the grassland, can naturally do it as well. He drew his bow like thunder, and in a short period of time, he killed more than a hundred Central Plains cavalrymen, including five generals and more than ten captains.

"King Qin, you killed 371 of my Iron Buddhas before."

"I will kill you ten times today!"

Li Guanyi raised his eyebrows, and once again abandoned the Great Khan. Qilin stepped into the air, tearing apart the enemy's army, weakening Muzahe's army formation, and said, "Zhao Wen, leave this place to me, you go and contain Muzahe."

Li Zhaowen looked at him deeply and said without any nonsense, "Okay!"

The two sides fought fiercely. One of them had a smaller number but extremely elite troops, while the other had a larger number. They were fighting on their own land, and the two sides were tearing each other apart. At this moment, no matter which general he was, there was only one idea in his mind.

Want to win!

Things have come to this point. Whether for Li Guanyi or the Great Khan, it is an extremely precious opportunity to catch the lone opponent. After today, the opponent will definitely learn a lesson.

There will never be another opportunity like this.

The Great Khan roared: "Die!!!"

Three legendary auras surged on the halberd in Li Guanyi's hand.

Li Zhaowen held a gun and Yue Qianfeng wielded a spear.

The energy of the Ninth Heaven of Muzahe rose to the sky, the battle array roared, the divine beasts gathered, and the atmosphere on the entire battlefield was extremely turbulent and fighting. Within a radius of more than a hundred miles, no other living creature dared to approach.

But at this moment, a dragon roar suddenly sounded.

The dragon's roar was extremely violent, carrying with it joy and vastness.

Dragon Roar? !!!
Li Guanyi also subconsciously sensed Yue Qianfeng's direction, and saw that this big brother was spitting blood from his mouth. His skin was thick and rough, but he was laughing loudly. The blood fell and flew into the air, transforming into the image of a red dragon, which became more and more real, with flames flowing.

He fought with Xiao Wuliang, went to the northern border to fight Gao Xiang, and after that fought with the Shenwu King Chen Fubi in the Western Region, and confronted the God of War Jiang Su, and by the way, he also had a round of battle with the grassland's top general, the Khan, Muzahe.

This guy has fought against almost all of the top ten generals in the world, excluding those on his own side, and has gathered all of them.

Of course, he was beaten up too.

Li Guanyi sometimes thought that if there was a game based on the stories of this era a thousand or two thousand years from now, Brother Yue would definitely be a must-choose character, as he would appear in every major battle.

Moreover, the health bar must be very thick.

The Southern Kingdom's best infantry warrior with fierce attacking power would be forced to become a defensive general card.

Even though he had been through many battles, he was never afraid and never gave up. Such fighting spirit and determination eventually turned into the flame at the core of the Red Dragon's Dharma image. Such battlefield experience seemed to be vaguely in line with this Dharma image that originated from ancient auspiciousness.

Finally at this time, the pass was broken.

Cross thousands of peaks and break through!

The first level of the eighth heaven!
Yue Qianfeng laughed heartily, and the Red Dragon Dharma Image showed his presence wantonly. Mu Zhahe's pressure increased suddenly. Li Guanyi felt relieved that Brother Yue had made a breakthrough, and he could relax a little in this battle.

In any case, this opportunity is hard to come by!

Don't let it go.

It's just that Yue Qianfeng had clearly broken through, but the sound of the dragon's roar was still echoing. Li Guan was stunned, and then his eyes slightly opened————

Above the sky, the clouds broke apart layer by layer.

The golden-red dragon scales flow.

Ancient red dragon!

The ancient red dragon rushed down without any hesitation and slammed heavily into the army formation of the Turkic Khan. The Khan swept the weapon in his hand, and even the dragon scales were shattered.

But this terrifying so-called auspicious sign actually came in the form of flesh and blood.

He had a fierce battle with the army led by the second divine general and was still alive and well.

What kind of monster is this?

What kind of monster was the Overlord back then?

The dragon's roar was painful, yet exhilarating.

Because of this desperate charge, the ancient red dragon tore a crack in the Turkic Khan's army. Li Guanyi seized the opportunity, but in an instant, a streak of light flashed by.

The sound of swords rose.

A sword fell from the crack in the clouds, along the crack in the formation created by the ancient red dragon, in the ten-thousandth of a second when the formation was restored.

Nail into the battlefield!

The Khan's pupils suddenly contracted and he roared: "Muzahe!!!"

"retreat!!!!"

Muzahe raised his eyes, drew his bow, and shot an arrow.

The arrows were like pillars of light.

Then it was split in the middle.

A sword pierced through his forehead.

Nailed directly into the battlefield.

Mu Zha opened his mouth, his eyes were blank, and then a trace of despair emerged.

With a loud roar, he lost all life and fell backwards to the ground, with the only wooden sword humming on the ground.

The seventh divine general, Mu Zhahe, was the best archer on the grassland. He was injured in exchange for the ancient red dragon. After tearing through the army, he was killed by a sword on the battlefield. The surroundings instantly became silent. A white-haired and green-shirted swordsman stood in the center of the battlefield with one foot on the hilt of the sword.

His white hair danced wildly, his sleeves fluttered like the wind, and the old man raised his eyes.

In the sky behind him, a red dragon roared.

A flute and a sword have been my life's work, and I have been carrying the reputation of a madman for two hundred years.

"Murong Mansion, the divine soldier of Jiangnan."

"Murong Longtu."

"Please."

(End of this chapter)