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Chapter 513: The Lord of Divine Weapons, Night Battle (asking for monthly ticket)
The solemn and sharp military aura was almost completely condensed in an instant. Li Guan saw the stars in the sky suddenly brighten up, and then flow down.

The metal and iron of the Jiuli divine weapon turned into golden light, broke away from Li Guanyi's wrist, and hovered in the air, exuding a military aura. The dark golden light flowed, and under the moonlight, it was almost like the embodiment of stars.

Qilin turned into a cat and lay on Li Guanyi's shoulder. He was stunned when he saw this scene. His ears moved, and then he subconsciously sat up straight, stretched out his front paws, and tried to hook the shiny thing.

"Hmm? Huh??"

"How did it become a good fruit?!"

The starlight in the sky was reflected in the Qilin Cat's eyes, filled with curiosity and desire. Li Guanyi sensed the changes that took place in this magical weapon, and the starlight seemed to be pulled down.

The unique fire evil of the five lotus pond volcanoes was faintly transmitted from the earth, and the evil energy of the military strategists at the level of destroying cities and destroying countries gathered together.

Sparks turn into evil and condense into weapons.

Infuse into the divine weapon.

At this point, the transformation has finally begun.

This magical weapon from thousands of years ago has finally found the opportunity to complete the last step at this time. The final step of the magical weapon that Jiuli once placed high hopes on does not just require a place for melting fire.

Instead, it is the most top-notch military aura that fits the title of [Lord of Soldiers].

Only when the Central Plains destroys the grassland and the war of eight hundred years of grievances comes to an end, can this magic weapon be truly perfected. Only by using the disasters and weapons of the world as charcoal fire, and the starry sky and starlight as a cauldron, can the strongest magic weapon be forged.

Only then can you be the master of divine soldiers!

The gold and iron of the Jiuli divine weapon turned into a broad sword, floating in the air.

The blade pointed at the ground, rising and falling slowly.

An extremely powerful divine weapon aura slowly spread out in all directions.

The level and strength of this aura even surpassed the Scarlet Sky Sword.

The broad sword body is ink-black all over, but it has dark golden lines on it, which were formed by absorbing the starlight from the sky, the evil spirit of military strategists, and the fire element of the earth. These dark golden lines are spread all over the entire sword body.

To the naked eye, it looks solemn and majestic.

Chi Xiaojian was a little unhappy.

But the sword spirit sensed the strength of this ancient weapon.

So, I just feel unhappy.

The sword spirit of the Scarlet Sky Sword made a sound of sword sound, trying to instigate the Tiger Roaring Sky Battle Halberd to challenge the Jiuli Divine Weapon.

The Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd didn't bother to deal with the Scarlet Sky Sword.

The Chixiao Sword could only make an awkward sword sound as if nothing had happened.

Li Guanyi waited for the aura on the magic weapon to gradually calm down, stretched out his hand, and grasped the magic weapon. The touch was not the coldness of ordinary swords and knives, but a warm feeling. The sword body was straight, and Li Guanyi's fingers brushed across the sword body.

This Jiuli divine weapon made of gold and iron emits a low sword sound.

The Fire Kirin poked its head out curiously, thought for a moment, then stretched out its claws and pressed on the sword.

Warm.

The Fire Qilin likes warm things. In this far north of the earth, the cold is harsh and severe. Although it does not affect the display of his strength, it does make him feel uncomfortable.

Although this thing is not a good fruit, it is indeed a good thing.

The Fire Kirin shook its ears and put its second paw up.

The whole Qilin was like a melted Yuanxiao dumpling, lying on the sword, gently shaking its tail, warm and soft, and said: "This sword, well, it can't be called a sword. Is this weapon forged?"

Li Guanyi replied: "Not yet."

Huo Qilin was a little confused: "Is it so troublesome?"

Li Guan smiled, stretched out his hand and lifted up the Fire Kirin by the soft flesh on the back of its neck, put it back on his shoulder, held the sword, shook his hand and swung out a sword flower, sensing the transformation of this magic weapon, and said:

"It is heavier than the Scarlet Sky Sword and much more agile than the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd."

"The hardness seems to have improved compared to before. When the internal energy circulates, it can naturally carry the five lotus pond volcano-level earthly evil fire poison, as well as the starlight energy, which can increase the sharpness of the internal energy."

"It can cut iron like mud and break all armor."

"It can be considered a state that combines the specialties of two magical weapons."

“It’s just that even though it hasn’t been completely forged yet, it’s already a divine weapon comparable to the Scarlet Sky Sword and the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd. If we can really defeat the Turks in this battle, perhaps it will surpass these two divine weapons…”

"Really, the Lord of Arms?"

Li Guanyi picked up the magic weapon, thinking about it, and said:
"It is suitable for performing commonly used battlefield moves such as slashing and chopping, and it can also be used for martial arts swordsmanship like my great-grandfather. It is said that the magic weapon is upgraded with the master. Now it seems that this rumor in the martial arts world is true."

"Divine Weapon, [Master of Weapons], since it has such a name, it is naturally impossible for it to be just like an ordinary weapon made of stubborn iron, cast between water and fire."

"Since the magic weapon follows its master, then this magic weapon should have been forged and completed in the battle outside the five lotus ponds and volcanoes."

"To forge this sword."

"Then, we will use this force to fight the enemy in this battle."

"But that's okay."

Li Guanyi flicked the long sword, grasped the hilt, shook his wrist and swung it, the long sword swept out, dark golden light flowed and changed on the sword body, when the sharp aura of the weapon gradually dissipated, what he held in his hand was already a dark golden halberd.

Li Guanyi knew very well that this battle would surely go down in history and end the conflict between the Turks in the Central Plains. In this era, it could only be a prophecy of the final battle in the Central Plains.

That battle will be a hedging fight with Ying State where all the resources will be staked.

In this final battle to end hundreds of years of chaos, both sides will fight without reservation, and after wiping out the foreign enemies, they will throw everything they have onto the battlefield, unifying the world in the most fiery manner.

"First, we destroyed the Western Regions, then pacified the grasslands. The Central Plains countries fought each other, and finally a battlefield with millions of people was used to complete the end of the 800-year Red Emperor lineage. In the end, we gained the power of the country, which was naturally upright."

"For eternity, there won't be even a shred of doubt."

Li Guanyi raised his head, and at this moment, he suddenly became vaguely aware of the meaning of the years of history and the vicissitudes of life. The moonlight flowed down like white water, and also like the never-ending years.

He was a man living in this era, and was destined to be recorded in a few brief sentences in the history of future generations. How would people in future generations view this war of extraordinary significance, and how would they view the cold and quiet moonlit night before the decisive battle?
Li Guanyi put the slight melancholy and bleak feeling in his heart behind him.

I just thought that after the battle in Central Plains, the world would have a chance to recuperate.

The peaceful world that countless heroes and heroes have longed for for hundreds of years is not far away after all. Li Guanyi sometimes even thinks that no matter who wins or loses the final battle, it will be a peaceful day after all.

But later, when he looked at the people in the south of the Yangtze River, he felt that his idea was an irresponsible and cowardly way of escaping. Even the King of Qin, who had fought for ten years, sometimes had moments of indecision.

But when he looked back and saw the smoke from cooking fires in the south of the Yangtze River, the spirit that was about to disperse became firm again. The ordinary part of him was forged and strengthened. He put on armor and helmets, competed on the battlefield, and pretended to be a hero in people's eyes.

Li Guanyi felt that he had always been the same.

He is the young man who can be happy for several days just by eating half a roast goose with his aunt, and then feels a little sad because he spent too much money.

Just learning to pretend to be a hero.

Li Guanyi held the Jiuli magic weapon in his hand, looking at the newly sharpened blade, which reflected his eyes. Children have to pretend to be adults, adults have to pretend to be reliable, and then pretend to be heroes in life.

That's how the world is.

I can't lose along the way.

From the age of thirteen to now, he is already twenty-two years old. How many people have died along the way? He cannot lose. Under such circumstances, the young King of Qin finally felt that there was no one else but him.

Even at this moment, the foreign enemies have been wiped out. Even at this moment, the thirty-six kingdoms in the west have been defeated and the Wolf's Lair has been sealed. The eighteen tribes in the south have been pacified, the enemy has been pursued to the north, Chen has been broken and entered Jiangzhou, the southwest has been pacified and the Jiuli has been obtained. The day of peace is just around the corner.

However, it is definitely not the case that no matter who wins, there will be peace.

But -

If we hadn't won, the world wouldn't be at peace!
Who else but me can lead the world's trend?

But the word "I" is definitely not the same solution as in the past.

All living beings are me.

The people are one.

The dark golden light rising from the gold and iron of the Jiuli divine weapon was bright and clear, flowing on the inky black sword body. Faintly, under the strong military murderous aura, a special kind of luck appeared, just like the Chixiao Sword but completely different.

The sword spirit of the Scarlet Sky Sword: “…………”

The sword spirit made a sound of sword ringing, and felt annoyed and angry as it discovered that its position had been overlapped.

The tiger roared to the sky and the halberd trembled, the roar of steel was like a tiger.

Seems to be laughing at everyone.

Li Guan raised his hand and knocked on the two magical weapons, and they calmed down again.

Li Guanyi put away the magic weapon and looked into the distance.

"The final battle..."

At that time, General Xue would also inevitably step onto the battlefield.

Jiang Su already knew about the existence of General Xue. At that time, it would be difficult to achieve the effect of "surprise attack". The final battle would definitely be a fight with real swords and guns, and they would fight with all their might.

If the Lord of the Nine Li Divine Weapons forges it, the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd can be used by General Xue, adding three points of divine power on this battlefield.

But Li Guanyi suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"This time the divine weapon has been stimulated and shows signs of being completed. To some extent, this is a good thing. However, why did the Nine Li Divine Weapons of gold and iron suddenly change at this time?"

Li Guanyi looked at the magic weapon that had undergone a transformation under the influence of the military evil spirit, his eyes slightly lowered, and he had already made some vague guesses. Since the transformation could only be completed with the most advanced military evil spirit, it also meant that.

Just now, the aura of war and evil that permeated between heaven and earth became three times thicker.

What could it be? How could it have such an effect?
Li Guan made a decision in an instant, picked up the Jiuli Divine Weapon, strode into the military camp, flicked his sleeves, and surged with energy, like a gust of air and a heavy hammer, heavily hitting the war drum in the military camp.

With a loud bang, the sound of drums shook and spread in all directions.

"Give the order, all troops get ready!" "Great Khan, we are going to break out."

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

The bright moon is clear and the moonlight is like silver pouring down between heaven and earth.

The Great Khan was sitting in the middle of the camp, looking up at the sky. His white hair hung down and was braided into braids, finally gathering into a large bunch and hanging behind him. He sat on a rock and looked at the sky and the stars.

It's so embarrassing.

It was more than just embarrassing, it was like being chased everywhere.

Sometimes the Great Khan himself couldn't help laughing when he thought about how embarrassed he had been in the past few months: "It's really embarrassing, Muzahe, it reminds me of us when we were young."

"But at that time, our opponents were not so difficult."

"We were able to go back and forth without being chased around like an old dog. Hahahaha, how unlucky and embarrassing."

During these few months, he had tried many times, including sniping and counterattacks more than once. He and his compatriots, just like in their young days, galloped between heaven and earth, eager to find their own way and their own chance of survival.

However, the response was almost cruel.

This time, the battle formation of the Central Plains against the grassland was almost luxurious.

There are also many first-class generals after Jiang Su, Li Guanyi, Li Zhaowen and Chen Tianqi, including Chen Wenmian, Yue Qianfeng and others.

The only point is that both sides still have some famous generals left.

Yuwen Lie and He Ruo of Ying State captured the tiger.

Yue Pengwu, the top commander under the King of Qin.

After all, the world is in turmoil, and everyone is an enemy of the other side. Even if enough forces are sent to conquer the grassland, there is still a sword facing the other side. Even if you do something upright and heroic, you still have to be on guard.

Having come this far, how can there be anyone with a truly simple mind?
However, even they are not simple-minded people.

But in the face of the overall situation and justice, would he do something that might be considered stupid in the eyes of the people on the grassland?

People from the Central Plains, people from the Central Plains...

Really, I don’t understand, I don’t understand!
The Great Khan raised his head and looked at the moonlight.

Battle of the Central Plains Grasslands. Before this battle, they had already led enough troops, claiming to have a million-strong army, while the Great Khan only had less than 200,000 troops left. Although it was also a large army, it was definitely not able to compete with the other side.

"Muzhahe, Muzhahe, what do you think I should do?"

"Muzahe."

"Tell me, if I had not chosen to try to divide the Central Plains at that time, but had quietly stayed in my Great Khan's Golden Tent, watching the singing and dancing of beauties, drinking the finest wine in the world, and lived my life happily, handing over the responsibility of unifying the Central Plains to the next generation, would it have been better?"

"That's for sure, it won't be better."

The Great Khan had a relaxed smile on his face.

He stuck Muzhahe's arrow into the ground, and when he stood up, he said to himself: "If the Central Plains, which was divided into three countries, has such cohesion, then after I die, the Central Plains will be unified. Will my descendants, our successors, be able to compete with the last unified Central Plains?"

"That is impossible."

"When I was alive, fighting against a divided Central Plains would only result in this outcome. After I die, facing a unified Central Plains, I'm afraid I won't even have the courage I have now."

"Ashina and the others surrendered to the King of Qin. What weak children they are."

The hero of the grassland still had a sharp look in his eyes like a hawk, and smiled: "A real man should die on the battlefield for his country and nation."

"But, should I also thank him?"

"Because of his will, the blood of the people of the grassland can continue to survive. However, this child still does not understand how terrible the Central Plains is. Those Turkic people he brought into the Central Plains may become Central Plains people after three generations."

The Khan looked at the white snow. Finally, he held his weapon against his forehead, faced the vast grassland and the sky, knelt on one knee, and chanted devoutly: "Eternal Heaven, I will complete my conquest."

"I will fulfill my duties as a king. My blood will flow into the earth, my flesh will return to the sky, and my name..."

The Great Khan opened his eyes.

I didn’t say as I did in the past, “May my name be forever spread in the wind of the grassland.”

He just smiled: "May my name be."

"Buried in this chaotic dust."

Picking up weapons, the heroic Khan planned to fight to the death for his country. A frontal battle was out of the question. The only possibility was to take the initiative to charge into the battle line in the cover of night when the Central Plains were slack.

If they could break through, they might still have a chance to continue galloping, just like their ancestors, wandering on this grassland.

live.

Keep the wildness of this grassland, keep the bravery of the Turks, and survive.

Rather than being sucked into the Central Plains like Ashina.

As long as they survive, one day, when the Central Plains is in chaos again, they can still rise up. They can still rebuild their own legends and have their own royal tents on the grassland again.

Just when he was about to die, the sound of a bleak horse-head fiddle and desolate songs in Turkic language suddenly came from the distance on the grassland, singing folk tunes of the grassland.

What is singing is the vast grassland and the vast sky.

It is the mother's embrace, the wind of the earth, and the hometown that we miss but can never return to.

These songs are desolate and bleak. The men on the grassland are all brave and stubborn. But at a time like this, on this moonlit night, they were expelled, lost their hometown, and lost their past. The sadness in their hearts could not help but reappear, and it was extremely obvious.

The entire military camp was filled with extreme sadness and grief.

There are also memories of the good old days.

However, in such a situation, the soldier's yearning for the good old days is spiritual suicide.

The Great Khan confirmed the origin of the tune.

Coming from the battlefield direction in the east.

There, is the God of War Jiang Su.

Veins popped up on the Khan's forehead: "Jiang Su...shameless!"

A commander who would choose a more prudent strategy even if he had enough trump cards in his hand, Jiang Su was once somewhat blinded by the title of the invincible god of war.

But the battle in the Western Region was a strategic failure.

The arrogance of the general god Jiang Su was struck down.

But it is really ironic.

After losing the mentality of [the God of War is invincible].

Instead, he returned to the most stable and most difficult state of being a military god.

The Great Khan just laughed at last: "A fierce and vicious Chen Dingye, who lost his restraint and became the strongest military god, the most valiant Qin Wang Li Guanyi of the contemporary era, and Chen Tianqi, the most powerful general of the Chen State 180 years ago."

"As a farewell banquet, it is really excellent."

The Great Khan began his expedition when the moonlight gradually disappeared. The army was divided into several groups and he led one group personally. This time, the Great Khan and the Turkic cavalry were determined to die.

If we can successfully break through, we can wander around just like our ancestors, waiting for the opportunity to rise.

If it fails.

But it's just a death.

Don’t the Turks, the people of the grasslands, have the courage to die? !

Let this end as my answer to Eternal Heaven. Eternal Heaven, as your people, we, your descendants who gallop, live and fight to the death on this vast land, have not lost our courage.

In the end, there was no bowing down, no doing the weak thing.

Let our blood irrigate the vast grassland.

The Great Khan led his people to break out, and they successfully broke through the original blockade.

This time, he rushed into the Qilin Army of Qin Wang Li Guan from the flank. In the flank position, the Great Khan had no interest in confronting the despicable God of War Jiang Su head-on, nor was he interested in fighting Li Guan at this time.

He chose a position on the wing between Qin Wang's army and Jiang Su's army.

Weak defense.

First charge at Jiang Su's army, then turn the troops around and make a detour.

Turn back and return.

Instead, he passed through the Qin King's Qilin Army.

Just as he expected, he almost easily broke into Jiang Su's wing, then turned around, shook off the famous general of Ying State, and wiped out the last elite troops of Chen State.

The Great Khan was trapped in this death circle, relying on tactical operations.

A glimmer of hope was artificially created.

Then try your best to break out from this glimmer of hope!

Just as he was leading his men to charge out, an arrow broke through the air. The sharp sound of breaking through the air was simply the silver color of despair. The Great Khan looked stern, raised his hand, and swept the heavy spear in his hand, colliding with the arrow.

In an instant, the sounds of bows and arrows rang out continuously.

In an instant, countless ambushes appeared on both sides and the periphery of the military camp, all holding arrows and crossbows. In the front, a young general wearing ink-colored armor and a scarlet battle robe with short sleeves put down his bow, his eyes as calm as the night.

"Great Khan, Li Guanyi is here and has been waiting for you for a long time."

"You, why are you so late?"

(End of this chapter)