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Chapter 530 The most difficult situation, strive to be me! (ask for monthly ticket)
The news that Emperor Ying was leading a million-strong army shocked the whole world. This fierce military momentum seemed to dispel the unfamiliarity and discomfort brought by the news of the demise of the Red Emperor Ji Zichang's lineage.

The unrivaled and heroic Emperor Ying put everything on the chessboard this time.

I don't care about the rear, I don't care about my life.

Come and fight!

But it also pulled the whole world into its own rhythm.

From the Turkic steppe half of the territory as a sudden outlet, the legendary martial arts god Jiang Su, combined with the national destiny, took a step forward and led 500,000 soldiers to charge forward like a sharp blade.

The part where Tiance Prefecture and Ying State border each other at the other end.

Jiang Wanxiang, led the fifth most powerful general in the world, Yuwen Lie, the seventh most powerful general, He Ruoqinhu, and the tenth most powerful general, Qin Yulong, also with 500,000 soldiers, and they came to fight fiercely. This was a force that crushed the Qilin Army.

Two martial arts legends, one is upright and undoubtedly the best on the battlefield.

The first one controls destiny for eight hundred years. Although his life span is not long, when the ambition that drives his body has not burned out, he is still undisputedly powerful, almost equivalent to the ambitions of emperors and generals in the past eight hundred years. This is the old days.

Up and down, tearing.

There is no warrior at the level of martial arts legend in the Qilin Army.

The Qilin Army only has 500,000 combat-ready soldiers.

The Qilin Army's logistics and food could no longer sustain such a major war at this time.

According to the Tiance Mansion’s calculations, the chance of winning this battle was only 20%.

When there are only two forces left vying for the world, many strategies, tactics, and maneuvers have lost their meaning. What matters is only the timing, and Jiang Su's grasp of timing is so exquisite that it is unmatched.

The Qilin Army had just defeated the State of Chen not long ago, and a large number of troops were in the direction of the State of Chen.

Originally, he and Jiang Su were restraining each other.

However, now, Jiang Wanxiang took a risky move, forcibly devouring and controlling the luck of the old times that was like a raging fire and poison, breaking through the pass, reaching a more powerful realm, and then dragging his broken body along with all the other heritage of Ying State.

We must fall into hell together with the Qilin Army!

They rushed towards the rear of the Qilin Army.

Jiang Wanxiang used the noble families in Zhongzhou, and even the descendants of Ying State's own noble families, private soldiers, parts of the legions that were won over by these big families, and the Turks plundered by Jiang Su as the vanguard.

In other words, it is the lives that are consumed.

This brought together a terrifying force of half a million soldiers.

With the military strength of Jiangnan, they are simply unable to stop the offensive of a 500,000-strong army led by a martial arts legend, two ninth-sky top generals, and one eighth-sky general, unless the troops from the State of Chen are transferred back.

And once the troops there are transferred back.

This means that the God of War Jiang Su will tear apart the State of Chen directly from above and march straight in without encountering any obstruction.

Double the military strength, three hundred years of national life, and the terrifying logistical foundation under Jiang Wanxiang's decades of rule, as well as the emperor of a country personally becoming the vanguard, in exchange for the possibility of quickly conquering the world this time.

The emperor gambled everything he had on the battlefield.

Even at this moment, Li Guanyi is still in Jiangzhou City.

The auspicious eagle on the grassland flapped its wings in the sky, conveying the news that the army was marching ahead. Even though the land was vast and the army was difficult to mobilize, it was impossible for the two armies to arrive in a day or two. However, under such a clear situation, the majestic momentum that was slowly approaching also had a terrifying and oppressive feeling that was awe-inspiring.

This is not a surprise attack on a small-scale battlefield.

It was a fair and open battle.

To be right, to win.

Even with the most brilliant strategy, it is difficult for one person to repel a million people.

The basis for winning by extraordinary means is the basis for winning by the right means.

This is a national war.

After not sleeping for several days, Yan Daiqing's eyes were a little red. In his government office, rolls of files were spread out everywhere. There were many students and young officials around to help with the settlement.

But no matter how you count it, the King of Qin, who rose from a mere leader of a wandering army to the present day and has been constantly fighting wars and expanding his territory, could not possibly come up with the logistical strength to support a war for the world after three consecutive battles.

There is not enough food.

"Think of a way, keep thinking of a way, how can we get it together..."

Yan Daiqing's breathing was a little disordered. He hadn't rested for several days.

Staring at the ink-colored words, the students and officials were all tense. Yingguo's move was extremely sudden, and it involved the entire country's strength, with a surging momentum like a landslide.

When Yan Daiqing was about to say something, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck. He turned around and opened his mouth, but then he went limp and was grabbed by the collar by a gentle young man. Wen Qingyu said, "You haven't slept for several days. With your skills, you won't die in this battle."

"It will also drain your mind and shorten your lifespan by ten years..."

He carried Yan Daiqing to the side, sat down calmly, and took the paper and pen.

The rest of the young people stared at him blankly.

Wen Qingyu said bluntly: "It's okay, you guys, continue."

Officials: “…………”

………………

On the roof, Xue Shen folded his arms behind his head, looked at the sky with his arms as a pillow, biting a piece of grass in his mouth, and said: "Tsk, Jiang Su's fighting method is quite good."

“No wonder this old man curled up like a turtle when we were in Xiyi City and Zhenbei City. I said Jiang Su had lost his courage, but I didn’t expect that he had endured until now, intending to push all his strength up in one go.”

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, still as a mountain."

"Moves like thunder."

"That's right."

"As a military god for three hundred years, this most basic vision and decision-making is quite something."

Old Siming sighed and reminded: "Old Xue, he is at least two hundred years younger than you."

General Xue was too lazy to pay attention and just stared at the sky in a daze. Old Siming climbed up and sat next to General Xue. He was silent for a long time and said, "Can you stop Jiang Wanxiang?"

General Xue said: "I can't stop him."

"Next to him are Yuwen Lie's white tiger, He Ruo's tiger catcher, and Qin Yulong who is slightly inferior."

"If I go on my own, I will most likely be torn into pieces in one fight."

General Xue looked at the sky, biting the grass in his mouth, and said, "The military strategy is not that complicated. In fact, it all comes down to always maintaining an advantage when you are fighting with your opponent."

"Jiang Su has no intention of winning by surprise."

"This old guy is going to fight a hard and stupid battle."

"Hey, don't have that expression. A military strategist should think about defeat before thinking about victory. Think about it, can Yue Qianfeng beat Yuwen Lie or He Ruoqinhu?"

Old Siming had a bitter look on his face.

"Then he will vomit three dou and three liters of blood."

General Xue said in a calm tone:
"The legend of Jiang Su's martial arts has eaten up the fate of humanity and the fate of a country. It needs Li Guanyi as the core, and at least another top ten general to plunder the formation. Only then can it pay the price of life to complete the delay."

"But what's the delay?"

"Delay on another front and defeat Jiang Wanxiang?"

Old Siming supported his chin with both hands and sighed deeply.

So worried.

The old Siming once ran to look at the weather, and his eyes were almost blinded by the light.

Jiang Wanxiang's aura at this moment is clearly at the level of a martial arts legend. Faintly, one can see a blue dragon rising into the sky. He has a majestic aura and his body is covered in black clouds and blood. He looks terrifying.

After reading it, Lao Siming’s head was buzzing.

To be honest, even the emperor who had just died three days ago, with his remaining breath, was in better condition than Jiang Wanxiang's current condition.

Even though he's still alive?!

In this state, he can still drag his body wrapped in luck onto the battlefield? !

What monster?

In this era, there is actually more than one such monster! ?

In just a moment, Old Siming understood that Jiang Wanxiang was only driving his body with a strong spirit to complete the last battle of his life. This was a particularly terrifying thing for a king who was determined to die.

General Xue sat up and counted on his fingers:
"Besides Li Guanyi, there has to be someone else who is best suited to intercept Jiang Su."

"It has to be at least the Ninth Heaven. Li Zhaowen, if he goes up to Yue Qianfeng, he will surely die in that kind of battlefield. I, I won't be able to make it in Jiangnan. The most suitable person is Yue Pengwu."

"Yue Pengwu and Li Guanyi, together, can make use of your Zhenbei Pass back then."

"Just barely able to delay Jiang Su's advance."

"The only ones who can fight on our side are me, Yue Qianfeng, and Li Zhaowen. The opposing team is Jiang Wanxiang, Yuwen Lie, and He Ruoqinhu, who are all martial arts legends." General Xue said as he casually broke off a piece of tile and used the sharp edge to outline a simple diagram of the confrontation on the other parts.

"I don't know when Jiang Wanxiang and I broke up."

"But that old guy carries eight hundred years of human desires, twisted dark things, and has great luck. I think the remaining luck of my generation's Majesty the Red Emperor is also in it. Just thinking about it makes me feel numb and a little excited."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Old Sima Ming and Old Black Turtle were originally squatting on the left and right, and were watching the opinions of the first general from five hundred years ago on the current situation. They never thought that General Xue would say such words.

But their brains worked too quickly, and by the time they realized what they heard, it was already a little too late.

Both the man and the turtle had dazed looks on their faces.

Looked up.

Old Siming: "Ah???"

Old Black Turtle: “Ah???”

A look of embarrassment appeared on General Xue's face.

I have no idea what technical means Guan Twelve has come up with.

It is surprising to see such subtle changes on such a wooden face.

General Xue was a little embarrassed, but he said cheerfully and boldly:

"I really wanted to beat him up back then."

"He was stupid enough to rush forward and get surrounded by the Turks. Every time he talked a lot, Chen Baxian and I would gossip and call him a stupid idiot. On the surface, we both pretended that the emperor was right, but secretly we both thought he was not very capable."

"Chen Baxian suddenly realized that if such a guy with a lot of problems in his head could become the emperor, then his own son must be even stronger than this guy. If this guy can become the Red Emperor, there's no reason why he can't."

“If it was the spirit of the First Red Emperor, Chen Baxian would not have had such thoughts.”

"When I think about being able to kill the fate of the Red Emperor hundreds of years ago, I feel a little excited."

Old Siming: “………………”

"Ah, this, God will make you happy."

"So, you can beat him?"

“Of course I can’t beat him.” General Xue rolled his eyes and said lazily, “Use your brain, which has lived for so long, to think about it. A blockhead like me only has one-third of the life of an arm left by Zhang Ziyong, who is the least skilled in fighting in the martial arts legend.”

"To stop the determination to sacrifice his life, to control the torrent of fortune for eight hundred years, you think too highly of Zhang Ziyong's severed hand, or you think too highly of the world, where people's hearts have been complicated for eight hundred years."

Old Sima Ming remained silent.

General Xue traced the marks on the tiles and said calmly, "Li Guanyi and Yue Pengwu can stop Jiang Su, who is blessing the national destiny, for a while, but not for too long. If it takes too long, Li Guanyi and Yue Pengwu will die."

"This time, it's no longer the same as before. There is no general trend, nothing can hold the God of War back, because the [weakness] that made him retreat every time in the past is no longer a weakness."

"An army of mourners will surely win. At this moment, Jiang Su knows that Jiang Wanxiang is dying, and he only wants to fight and win. What kind of strength can he unleash?"

"I can stop Jiang Wanxiang for a while, but not for long."

"Do you think that Li Zhaowen from the eighth heaven can survive the spear of Yuwen Lie from the top of the ninth heaven, or that Yue Qianfeng from the eighth heaven can defeat He Ruoqinhu, who was once the fourth in the world?"

"Not to mention, there is also Qin Yulong. However, Qin Yulong is easier to deal with. Chen Wenmian and Xiao Wuliang joined forces to stop him."

“It’s cruel.”

"In the end, the military strategy is just a matter of exchanging pieces."

"Just this time, with famous generals, a large army, and logistics."

"We are all at a disadvantage..."

"Duizi, you are incompetent."

General Xue calmed down, with a calm judgment, but still a trace of regret, and said: "If we wait another ten years, or even just five years, logistics and the army will not be a problem, Li Guanyi will definitely break through the martial arts legend."

"In that case, even if we can't say we're sure to win, at least we'll have the strength to fight. And at this moment."

Old Siming sighed, "How despicable."

General Xue laughed at him and said, "What do you mean by despicable or not, old man? On the battlefield, only the final winner has the right to speak. It's actually very simple. You and I can see this situation. How can Jiang Su not understand it?"

"Even Jiang Wanxiang and Jiang Su know that the longer they delay, the less chance they have. At this moment, fighting desperately is their greatest chance."

"We want to tow it back."

"They just want a quick victory."

"Li Guanyi is good at making strange plans, but they don't give him any room to use them. In the end, they are just fighting against their opponents."

The old Siming had a sad look on his face. He stretched out his palms and rubbed his face vigorously. He looked at the sky, listened to the voices and discussions coming from the wind, and whispered, "Is there really no chance?"

General Xue said, "Yes."

"There is hope for everything, but it is only a small one..."

Old Siming was silent for a long time. He watched these young people get to where they are now. However, when the flames started to rise, they encountered the most powerful suppression. He said unwillingly:

"But the situation is obviously very good. Obviously, as long as we continue, we will succeed."

General Xue was very carefree and said with a smile:
"Throughout the ages, in the annals of history, didn't those failed heroes also have the ambition to conquer the world when they were at their peak? Even Jiang Wanxiang, a few years ago, had the potential to conquer the world, didn't he?"

"This is where the cruelty of history lies."

He quietly looked at the great situation outlined by the tiles, as if his sight had traversed the vast sky and earth, traveled in all directions, and had seen that the God of War Jiang Su had gone one step further than the legend of martial arts.

Seeing Jiang Wanxiang, who had been in control of the majestic fortune for eight hundred years, with three top generals beside him, and seeing the generals of the Qilin Army in the Jiangzhou City area at this moment, General Xue actually had something to say.

A divine general also needs to command a large army to have real power.

There are even divine generals in the Jiangnan area.

There is simply no military force that can match the army of 500,000.

In this situation, even he would find it difficult to defeat Yuwen Lie.

Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqinhu are able to control such a large force, which is enough to suppress and attack Zhang Ziyong, the martial arts legend. At this moment, they are coming with great momentum, and I am afraid that they are coming with ill intentions. The same situation analysis is also being carried out by Li Guanyi and Yue Pengwu.

These famous generals were all silent, feeling a surging force coming down upon them.

They had all fought against the God of War Jiang Su directly or indirectly, so they understood how terrifying and powerful that god of war was. To put it bluntly, every time Jiang Su was forced to retreat, it was a retreat in terms of the overall situation.

He has never been defeated on the battlefield.

Yue Qianfeng was silent while Li Zhaowen stroked his spear.

Yue Pengwu had never met Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi stood quietly in the yard. The King of Qin wore a blue shirt with dark patterns and held Chang Ning'er, who was just over two years old, in his arms. Looking at the falling leaves fluttering in the June sunshine, the little Qilin was no longer greedy.

Casting a tripod.

The Turkic tripod that strengthens the steppe.

He gathered the gold and iron of Southern Chen again and forged a new tripod. However, just as Li Guanyi had thought when he was collecting the materials for building the tripod, he only forged the fifth of the Nine Tripods. However, the forging of these Nine Tripods only made his foundation deeper, without any breakthrough.

In the past three hundred years, there have been only a few martial arts legends.

How many heroes, how many geniuses, have fought and galloped across the world, all they seek is just this opportunity for a breakthrough. Li Guanyi's luck is bestowed upon him, but it is only commensurate with the Great Khan's lifelong cultivation.

Only you can break through.

According to martial arts legend, this barrier has paved a new path that has never been taken before, and it is no longer possible to rely on external objects. Li Guanyi looked at the two Qilin Dings in front of him with a calm expression.

When you encounter the biggest difficulty, a storm that is big enough to bring about a storm and destroy all your accumulation and gains, and your past reliance can no longer help you break through the difficulties, what should you do at this moment?

The King of Qin was silent for a long time.

Then he stretched out his hand and grasped the Jiuli divine weapon.

His fingers slowly stroked the dark golden blade, feeling a sharp touch, and then he held the weapon. His brows were calm, and Huo Qilin reacted and said, "...You failed to break through Guanyi, you still have to go..."

Huo Qilin's voice lowered: "Go and stop Jiang Su?"

Li Guanyi whispered, "If I don't go, who else can go?"

"I borrowed the Nine Provinces Cauldron, and within just ten years, my martial arts skills improved. However, I also walked my own path, fighting all over the place, and confronting countless powerful enemies. What a man should do has never changed."

Chang Ning'er looked at the Fire Kirin curiously, stretched out her hand to pet the cat, and shouted, "Big cat, big cat."

In her world.

Although it had restrained its appearance, the Qilin was still not much smaller than itself, and was really a big cat. However, the Fire Qilin did not want to be petted by this little girl, and just avoided her palm accurately.

Li Guanyi held Chang Ning'er in his left hand and held the Jiuli Divine Weapon of Gold and Iron in his right hand, and paced back and forth. The eldest lady was standing under a tree, and when she saw Li Guanyi, there were ripples of pain in Xue Shuangtao's eyes.

"Miss, I'll leave Ning'er to you to take care of first."

Li Guanyi sent Chang Ning to Xue Shuangtao's arms, holding the weapon. Xue Shuangtao didn't say anything, just held the child. Chang Ning was very brave and didn't reject being held by this beautiful big sister. She just asked curiously, "Where is my godfather going?!"

Li Guanyi reached out and rubbed the little girl's hair.

Chang Ning'er seemed to be enjoying it. She squinted her eyes, raised her head and rubbed his palm.

Li Guanyi replied: "I will go and look for your father."

Chang Ning'er's eyes lit up and she said, "Godfather is so awesome!"

Li Guanyi laughed loudly. He held the Jiuli divine weapon of gold and iron in his hand. The Jiuzhou Ding could not help him, and could not let him face the first divine general at the level of martial arts legend, let alone Jiang Su, who wanted to go one step further on this basis and was entangled with the destiny of a country.

However, whether you can do it and whether you do it or not are two different things.

Without the help of Jiuzhou Ding, he is still Li Guanyi.

The same is true.

King Qin!

Li Guan took a big step forward, calmly and quietly.

The Kirin pattern on his sleeves fluttered, and as he walked out calmly and rushed towards his death, a tiny crack appeared in the unshakable barrier, and the crack in the martial arts legend slowly expanded.

Only when you don't need external forces, you are yourself.

Only then will you truly have the capacity to control such an existence.

Yue Qianfeng, Yue Pengwu and others were waiting quietly. When they saw the King of Qin coming out and sensed the fierce aura on him, they all quieted down. Li Guan said, "Send troops. Thank you, General Yue. Come with me to Zhenbei City to fight Jiang Su together."

"The rest of you, lead the troops by water to return to Jiangnan for support."

"The world is so big, but at this moment, we are..."

King Qin said:
"One step forward, no retreat!"

The generals all responded in unison with calm expressions in their eyes.

"promise!"

The Qilin Army reacted quickly and tried their best to intercept the two. At this time, the strategy of abandoning Jiang Su and Jiang Wanxiang and directly breaking through the middle of the two to enter Ying State as in the past was no longer effective.

The lord has come out, and this is a fight with swords.

Both sides are determined to make a desperate decision.

The Emperor of Ying State, just as he had said to King Gongyang Su, tried his best to mobilize the great forces of the past. The heritage of those aristocratic families and the famous generals were like pebbles carried by the waves, surging and rushing towards the south of the Yangtze River.

Yuwen Lie and He Ruo captured the tiger, with Qin Yulong by their side.

Emperor Yingguo's strategy is very clear and there is no concealment at all.

But he was so upright that there was no room for maneuver. Everything in the old world came rushing down like a torrent. With such determination, he used the power of King Qin to tear apart the filth of the past.

It is also with the help of those things of the old world, those aristocratic families, the dust and dirt, and the twisted, shadowy things on the back of the vast world for eight hundred years, that we can break the sharp sword of King Qin!
He is a king who wants to destroy the past and create a peaceful and prosperous future. He is also a hero who longs for victory and is absolutely unwilling to make wedding dresses for others. He is also a father who loves his children.

He wanted to crush the King of Qin and his old forces in one battle.

Leave a bright and peaceful future to your children.

What are they going to do?

he thought.

They want to crush the flames of the new era. They want to use the eight hundred years of heritage of the old era to stir up an angry dragon. Then, with the dragon's roar and the power of this ancient and dying dragon, they will kill the Qilin that has not yet fully awakened.

Despicable, brave, unscrupulous, ugly, but heroic and brave.

For victory!

These are the rules of the court and the battlefield.

This is the grandeur of emperors and generals and the magnificence of eight hundred years.

He is a magnificent hero who chooses the time and method that is most likely to win. The vast temple of eight hundred years, the tyranny of kings of all dynasties, from the kings, officials, aristocratic families, temples, battlefields, these nobles, this boundless destiny is magnificent and heroic.

Like waves, like thunder, like the turbid and magnificent desires of people's hearts in the past eight hundred years, who can match it? So it rushes forward in a dignified, heroic and magnificent manner, and thus the heroes of the world compete with each other, the grandeur of the world, the heroism of the emperor.

However, there were changes before these heroic and magnificent 800 years of rule.

Someone is blocking the way.

He is dressed in a green robe and has a heart full of the joy of the martial arts world.

Finally, the martial arts world blocked the emperor's aura!
There is this sword.

From Jiangnan.

(End of this chapter)