Chapter 500: Prince of Qin, Enters the Formation

Just when the conquest of Xiyi City was still in a stalemate, the army of the Southern Kingdom had already distinguished between superior and inferior. No one could have imagined that the four-way famous generals, totaling nearly 200,000 troops, were just a side force.

The true main force was Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu in his peak period.

No one knew what kind of battlefield the Great Chen army, which was responsible for attacking the Yellow Dragon from the middle, had encountered. The sound of the golden-winged roc's cry resounded through the entire battlefield. In the Great Chen coalition, three battle generals died in battle, and the rest surrendered in large numbers.

For this battle that should have had great significance in history.

In the history books, there was only a brief record of the time and location of the event, saying that on that day, the sky was overcast, and Duke Brother Yue attacked the disobedient.

For the experience of the event, the grand historian who had a great position in historiography, after thinking for a long time, only used six words with more legendary nature to describe this battle that reversed the grand situation of the world.

Fought for half a day, the enemy was defeated.

And in the military classics, there was a more detailed description of Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu's tactics. Some of the elites who had experienced this battle even grew old, left the battlefield, and became military strategy instructors in the Fire Qilin Academy.

For Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu's tactics in this battle, there was only the evaluation of 【Majestic and Upright, Kingly Army】.

The Great Chen's army lost its fighting spirit and will. The temperature in the south in May had already begun to become hot. They unbuttoned the armor that made their bodies stuffy, threw away their helmets, and retreated in all directions.

Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu led the famous generals under his command, like an arrow shot out, pushing the battle line forward, with a momentum like a rainbow.

The Great Chen side made a response.

This time, they almost put all the foundation of the country on it.

Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu, this famous general who had once been abandoned by the imperial court, revealed a sharpness that made people terrified at this moment, winning every battle, attacking every victory. This army pushed forward extremely fast and stably.

Khan Qibili, Fan Qing, Tai Tai Bo Yong, Chen Chen Wenmian.

The four side armies of about 50,000 people each gradually pushed forward, and at the same time, gradually merged with Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu's army, merging into an army of 400,000, numbered 500,000, directly attacking the heart of the Great Chen.

Chen Chen Dingye was still unwilling. Where the imperial edict pointed, he allowed the city lords and officials in all places to recruit troops and buy horses, each having military power, in order to block Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu's path.

Although it had an effect, the effect was not strong.

Right Prime Minister Feng Yu Ning felt dizzy when he saw the war report, and his eyes went black. The current Great Chen was not the Great Chen of the Peaceful Duke and Divine Martial King era. Even if it encountered the surprise attack of the military god Jiang Su, it still couldn't completely shake the foundation of the country and could still stand firm.

It was also not the Great Chen before, when Lu Lu Youxian was still there, the Great Chen territory was vast, and there was this first defensive famous general in this chaotic world, who could also block this military edge.

The current Great Chen had suffered major losses one after another.

Like a serious injury with a broken arm, it hadn't healed well, and then it got a serious illness. Seeing that the serious illness had slightly eased, the bad news came one after another. This time, there might not be a possibility of easing up.

The Right Prime Minister had guessed that there would be such a day.

But what he didn't expect was that this day would come so quickly, so fiercely, so much so that he was a little caught off guard.

Feng Yu Ning looked at this war report, as if a sharp sword tore through the Great Chen map. He took a deep breath and finally summoned his son, saying: "Send a secret envoy to Jiangnan to find the Prince of Qin."

"Send the gift money for the Coming of Age ceremony again, two hundred..."

"No, three million taels!"

"In addition, dismiss the long-term workers and maids in the mansion, and return all the land deeds and debts in the family to those mud-legged people, give them ten taels of silver each, and let them go back quickly."

"Also, buy some colored satin, and let the female family members embroider the words 【Welcome the King's Army】."

Feng Yu Ning's speaking speed was extremely fast, and all these things had to be arranged. It was conceivable that these things had been spinning in his mind for not just a day or two. During this period of time, he probably had been thinking about these things early on.

Only in this way could he say all these words without hesitation when the situation changed. His son's expression was complex, but finally, he bowed and said yes, and turned to leave.

But when this middle-aged man walked out, his footsteps were a little staggering.

It seemed that he couldn't imagine his father's true face at all, it was such a look. Aristocratic families, like Jianghu sects, needed two foundations, one was face, and the other was lining.

The face of Jianghu people was the calm and unhurried Grandmaster bearing, but the lining was the ruthless decision to exclude dissidents.

The face of the court aristocratic family was this kind of frank and honest gentleman style, but the lining was the worldly theory that went against the Confucian gentleman.

A gentleman is a true gentleman, but such a true gentleman, born in an aristocratic family, also absorbed the wealth hidden in the aristocratic family. The eyes of the world were focused on Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu's position. Before this, no one thought that Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu could do this step.

Driving straight in, brave and extraordinary.

But he didn't commit any crimes, and he won the hearts of the people.

This was no longer just a person who was good at fighting.

This was a pillar of the country who could conquer all directions to determine the time, and could comfort the people and stabilize the common people. The so-called pillar general was this kind of style, and only then could he bear it. But such a person was once feared and secretly harmed by his own monarch.

And now, this general's sharpness was pointed at the Great Chen, and some people secretly clapped their hands and praised it as exhilarating.

Just walking forward slowly, Ling Ling Pingyang was puzzled and came to ask: "Great Marshal, now our army's sharpness is flourishing, and the grand situation is with us, why not take the opportunity to wave the army up, then we can break the capital and establish eternal meritorious service."

At that time, Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu was discussing military situation with Pang Pang Shuiyun, and smiled when he heard it.

Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu said: "Pang Lao, it is up to you to explain."

Pang Pang Shuiyun stroked his beard. This strategist and famous minister who had been famous in one party since the Peaceful Army era had been responsible for the public opinion of the Tiance Prefecture before this. Hearing this, he smiled and said:

"Ling Pingyang, I know your spirit, and I know that you also want to take this opportunity to establish the highest meritorious service of a military general. However, as the saying goes, haste makes waste. No matter what, this is a big country. Rash advancement will only drag yourself into the vortex and tire yourself to death."

Ling Ling Pingyang said: "What is the solution?"

Pang Pang Shuiyun smiled and said: "Have you never heard of the principle of surrounding three and leaving one in the Art of War?"

Ling Ling Pingyang said: "That is on the battlefield, you cannot leave no way out for the opponent. When facing the enemy army, you cannot surround all four sides, because that will only stimulate the enemy's heart of fighting to the death, leading to a big battle between the two sides, adding casualties."

"If it is not good, it is possible to suffer a big loss at the strategic level."

"The duck in the mouth flew away, it is already a very unlucky thing. If the crab in the mouth pinches the mouth, isn't it even more bad?"

"However, what does this have to do with our army not attacking the Great Chen immediately?"

Pang Pang Shuiyun stroked his beard and laughed: "You, you, Ling Pingyang, you are also thirty-six years old, following the Prince to conquer the four directions for five or six years, even your martial arts have walked to the Sixth Layer, not far from Grandmaster, but you still haven't awakened yet."

"The most superior in the Art of War is to attack the human heart."

"If I attack strongly like this, it is difficult to make the Great Chen unite as one. And if we move slowly forward like this, plus the seeds buried before, we can make the opponent's internal contradictions arise, become enemies with each other, and collapse without attacking."

"If my prediction is not wrong, now in the Great Chen, those aristocratic families, big officials, prime ministers, and generals have already disagreed with each other and are about to fight. Although the Great Chen is rotten, if attacked strongly, it is difficult to make them fight together against the outside."

"As long as their internal constraints are on each other, then our attack on the Great Chen will be much easier."

"Moreover, Ling Pingyang, don't forget, what is our strategic goal?"

Ling Ling Pingyang, who had won consecutive victories, was slightly stunned, and then calmed down, saying:

"It is to lure the enemy."

Yes, this was a chain of strategies. Using the four side armies as bait, luring the middle army to confront, and Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu's army was actually just bait, in order to lure the main force of the enemy and lure away the troops near the capital of the Great Chen.

Creating the most critical opportunity for His Highness the Prince of Qin, for that true dagger and sharpness.

Pang Pang Shuiyun said: "The superior strategy is to attack the strategy. If you only pursue the victory of one or two battlefields, it will delay the overall strategy. Although it is a victory, it is actually a dereliction of duty."

"Heh... The Prince is young and brave, enough to tear open this dim night with one sword."

"However, Brother Yue Marshal, you are the only one of the two strategists in the Tiance Prefecture who is qualified to sit in the headquarters and the center. If even you come out, it will be difficult to defend the rear. If the military god Jiang Su takes the opportunity to make a comeback and attack our country, what should we do?"

Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu held a military book and said: "I have thought about this point too."

Pang Pang Shuiyun said: "What is the result?"

Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu's eyes met the sky and the sea, and after a long time, he said:

"I was persuaded."

……………………

Jiangnan, facing the border of the Great Ying, the scouts of the Great Ying narrowed their eyes. Their scout vanguard had already been sent out, just as Pang Pang Shuiyun had worried —

Even Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu had been dispatched, and he had taken away tens of thousands of troops.

For any qualified general and strategist, this was an opportunity that could not be missed.

People are not machines, they need to eat, and they will get hurt. The army marches out, which is equivalent to burning gold and silver as firewood. Every breath, silver and grain are decreasing.

Moreover, the Prince of Qin this time used tens of thousands of troops, divided into several routes.

It can be said that the foundation of Jiangnan's recuperation for more than a year was smashed out in one breath.

It has the style of that chaotic world fierce tiger Xue Xue Daoyong. Either don't bet easily, once you see it, bet, bet heavily!

According to the Prince of Qin's light corvee and low taxes, even with the support of the treasury from the various leaders of the thirty-six tribes in the Western Regions, it was difficult to support such an explosive dispatch of troops.

The reason why he was able to successfully launch the campaign was, on the one hand, the enthusiastic support of many aristocratic families who were full of tears and willing to offer their flesh and blood.

On the other hand, it came from the Great Chen Emperor Chen Chen Dingye.

And the gift money support of the various Confucian scholars and famous scholars who participated in the meeting.

Especially the one who only gave five million taels, Right Prime Minister Feng Yu Ning.

But even so, it had already made the logistics empty and exhausted. Yan Yan Daiqing had almost risked everything to maintain the situation in the rear, so that people's livelihood would not be too affected by such actions.

Under such circumstances, the Prince of Qin was absolutely unable to support another army.

And it was just as Jiang Su and General Yuwen Lie had expected.

At the border adjacent to the Great Ying, there was no army.

Even, there was no defense.

The scout general looked from afar. The gate of the border fortress in Jiangnan opened. From the outside, one could see people coming and going inside. There was no defense, like a piece of fat meat. It only needed to gallop and could take this city.

But no one dared to move.

Because of one person.

Because of one sword.

Wooden sword.

The scout general's Adam's apple went up and down. He held the long spear, comforted the warhorse, and looked at that place. A wooden sword hung lightly on the city gate plaque like this, whistling lightly with the wind, the sword body colliding lightly with the mottled city wall, emitting a light sound.

It was as if it was still a tree back then.

An old man sat on the city gate, green robes rolling, drinking alone.

But this army of thousands of horses didn't dare to move forward.

Sword Fanatic.

Elder Murong Longtu.

The most romantic in the eight hundred years of the sword path.

Come, come, invite you to drink, fight with you!

Drink with you in a golden cup, white blades do not forgive.

Come, drink three hundred more cups!

The military god Jiang Su had been here once, looking at the Sword Fanatic from a distance. Jiang Su had already blinded one eye, but he no longer had that arrogant and wild state of mind. He held the spear, the silent divine spear whistled in the air, the murderous aura of the military family, and the legendary heroism rolled in his chest.

However, in the end, he did not shoot the spear.

Even with the army, he was not sure that he could kill Elder Murong Longtu without being seriously injured by Elder Murong Longtu.

And he, at this moment, could no longer be seriously injured.

The current Great Ying was as dangerous as a pile of eggs. Jiang Jiang Wanxiang was old and frail. Even with the life-extending things collected by the power of the whole country, he didn't know how many years he had left.

The Crown Prince was kind, had talent but was too generous, and was not the vessel of a monarch.

The Second Prince was rigid, had determination, but could not drive the carriage of the chaotic world.

The whole Great Ying was almost pressed on the shoulders of Grand Tutor Jiang Su.

He held the spear, closed his eyes, and was a bit wanting to be like four years ago, like the battle with the Sword Fanatic in the Academy, abandoning the status from the secular world, leaving only the pure heroism of a martial artist. But this time, he let the silent divine spear whistle and be arrogant, but he didn't shoot the spear again.

"Go."

Jiang Su raised his cup and drank a glass of wine with Elder Murong Longtu from afar.

Then he turned around and left with thousands of troops.

He put down his dignity, the arrogance of the military god, and the legend of the top divine general commander. He wanted a complete victory, not his own temporary anger.

The celestial phenomena changed, representing that the bright light of the stars of the military family was large. In the position of the North Star arch, he met Dou and Niu, the aura rushed to the Dipper, the sword light shone on the world, but then retreated.

The Daoist Priest's sleeves rolled, observing the celestial phenomena from a very distant mountain, sensing the general changes here. He looked at the sky for a long time, and finally sighed, his white hair flying, and said to himself: "The Sword Fanatic, because he went a step further, put down the sword, abandoned the fanaticism, and became an 'I'."

"The military god, on the other hand, retreated a step, put down the martial arts, abandoned the god, and found back an 'I'."

"One advance and one retreat, both have achievements. Could it be that there are thousands of Great Daos, advance is okay, retreat is also okay, but one must never be restrained in the Dao? Could it be that the path I walked along was extreme and obsessed?"

The Daoist Priest closed his eyes, faintly affected, but finally calmed down from the beginning.

People like them, even if they see others walking further ahead, just look at them calmly, then withdraw their eyes, and withdraw their hearts, falling on their own footsteps.

I have my own Dao.

But not discussing this, at the border here, the Whale-Fishing Guest also used the formation. Accompanied by the ripples of starlight, in this formation, the bustling and prosperous scenery of people coming and going was revealed, everything was like reality, vivid, even if it was a martial arts legend, it was difficult to see through it from a distance.

In fact, there were not so many common people in the rear. The city was this city, opening the city gate was opening the city gate, but the common people in the city had already left. What remained here was actually the simulation of the formation.

Even Elder Murong Longtu was not arrogant enough to use the thousands of common people behind him as chips. The Whale-Fishing Guest, Si Wei, Si Ming, and the silver-haired girl who was swaying were supporting in the rear.

Based on Si Wei's formation, the Whale-Fishing Guest expanded the formation.

The silver-haired girl pulled the starlight, and Si Ming left the shadow formation for it.

The Sword Fanatic blocked the road.

The Whale-Fishing Guest looked at that confrontation of aura.

Watching the Sword Fanatic free and easy, watching the military god retreat on the battlefield, in the perception of the martial arts legend, the state of mind of these two people had clearly stepped out a higher step, clearly surpassing him and the Daoist Priest.

The Sword Fanatic put down his obsession with the sword, and the military god restrained his desire for the battlefield.

Because of their persistence in their own Dao, they walked all the way, excluded all difficulties, defeated one enemy after another, stepped over one barrier after another, achieved Grandmaster, and even broke through the barrier of Grandmaster, becoming a martial arts legend.

Finally, they had to put down this obsessed 【I-attachment】.

Moving further ahead.

For them, the Dao was just a tool to find 'I'. I am already here, why do I need to be lost in the Dao?

I am already here.

The Dao does not seek from the outside.

The Whale-Fishing Guest's expression was complex, just feeling that these two old guys in front of him were so close to him, but so far away from him. He sighed for a long time and couldn't help but scold: "What kind of world is this, what kind of world is this!"

Surging and vast, the world of great contention.

Only in this great world can one see the Jianghu, the court, the world, heroes gathering, heroes emerging.

Looking at it this way, he, the youngest martial arts legend, was ordinary.

Just after the Whale-Fishing Guest mocked himself like this.

General Xue on the side stretched out a finger, and then stretched out another finger, comparing the middle finger and the index finger, saying: "It is the second youngest martial arts legend."

"It is the second."

"You are no longer the youngest martial arts legend."

"You have already been surpassed by that guy who has a good relationship with your daughter."

Whale-Fishing Guest: "............"

Old Xuan Gui and Old Si Ming looked at each other, silent for a moment.

Then they moved away in unison, very tacitly, away from the guy over there.

Lest they be splashed with blood.

Old Si Ming looked at the green-robed Sword Fanatic over there and finally couldn't help but sigh:

"One person, one sword, can deter thousands of troops, and even deter an empire. This old boy's spirit is really too full, too full. In the three thousand years of the sword path, is there anyone who exceeds him?"

"Just this one person."

"It seems to have drunk up the romantic spirit of this Jianghu for three thousand years."

The Sword Fanatic drank wine, the wooden sword whistled, the Jianghu heroism, this is the extreme.

The situation of this vast world changed drastically in just over ten days. Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu revealed his true fangs, not as a divine general, but as a commander-level control ability capable of coordinating and planning an army of 500,000 level.

The ranking of the divine general list rose from the ninth place again.

The armies in various regions of the Great Chen blocked this army, but it didn't have a good effect, even if the Chen Emperor was almost suicidal in delegating power to the local area.

In later history, when describing such a great battle, it was said that the resistance of the various aristocratic families in the Great Chen was very strong, but the will and power of resistance were not very good. It seemed that a certain poisonous strategist left them a thought.

The Prince of Qin would take action against the aristocratic families.

However, those who surrendered quickly would not be liquidated.

These two points became a chasm in the hearts of the aristocratic families.

Making it difficult for them to trust each other completely. And in the different Great Chen armies, there were situations where empty pay was eaten and soldiers had no grain pay for three months. Facing the army led by Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu, they couldn't maintain enough combat power.

One had a fierce great wish, and one couldn't even eat enough.

Under the contrast of the two, many soldiers of the Great Chen chose to surrender. The Brother Yue Family Army, Fan Qing, and Chen Chen Wenmian accepted the surrender of these people, and the battle line pushed forward.

However, things often couldn't go as planned. In many of these towns, there were naturally cities loyal to the Great Chen. These cities and defenders, even in the face of such an army as Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu, believed that the Great Chen was still there.

Standing from their standpoint, they resisted fiercely. Finally, after nearly twenty days of conquest, in the big battle line, a stalemate situation appeared, dragging down Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu and the Qin army. However, the price of such a stalemate was that the Great Chen, even around the capital, only had 10,000 imperial guards and garrison troops left.

Except for the border, the rest of the army was all dispatched, and only then could they barely form such a situation. With the power of the whole country, they resisted Brother Yue Brother Yue Pengwu's northern expedition. And it seemed that such a great battle, the murderous aura soared to the sky, as if even the gods in the sky looked sideways at it.

Between heaven and earth, it was all heavy, and for several consecutive days, the overcast clouds were heavy, stretching for thousands of miles.

It was clearly May in the south, and it was no longer the season of winter or early spring. On this day, it strangely snowed, and it was not the fine snow powder of the past, but the snowflakes were as big as mats, drifting between the mountains.

The huge flying eagle flapped its wings, like an arrow, sweeping through these heavy iron clouds. On May 23rd of the sixteenth year of Emperor Tianqi, when there were only six days left until the Prince of Qin's Coming of Age ceremony, there was war in all directions, and there was heavy snow in the south.

Heavy snow fell all over the ground, falling on the ink-colored cloak and armor. The young monarch stretched out his hand, caught this white snow flying in the day, exhaled breath, the black hair on his temples hung down, jade hairpin tied his hair, his expression was gentle, and the Fire Qilin stepped forward.

Behind him were 20,000 iron cavalry wearing ink-colored armor.

Tightening the reins, holding the weapons, they followed him in unison. The horse hooves stepped on the earth, emitting a dull sound, like a flood rushing out of the Red Dragon Mystical Realm, stepping onto such a world.

The sun was thin like the moon, and the heaven and earth were vast.

White snow falls in the south, iron cavalry comes out of the mountains and rivers.

Prince of Qin, enters the formation.

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