Chapter 149: War
d.As a result, his covering was not very tight.He pushed his swordsmanship and Taoist arts to their limits, beyond his usual repertoire, only just managing to withstand the relentless onslaught.But th...Splish splash.
A bird leapt from a slanted branch, flapping its wings and flying away without looking back.
This is a nameless green mountain, unusually silent in the biting cold wind.
Birds and beasts were silent, only the sound of flowing water could be faintly heard.
Here, it is not far from the vast and clear River Qingjiang, which stretches for eight hundred miles.
On a slope overgrown with weeds, a figure lay curled up, motionless.
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This is a boy who has lost consciousness, but his expression is frozen in pain.
Curled up like a babe, stripped of all protection. Yet even in this unconscious slumber, his muscles remained taut, as if still battling in dreams. His left hand clutched a half-formed seal, his right gripped tightly onto a sword. Frozen, like a sculpture.
Black mist swirled inside and outside his body, creeping from his neck to his face. Odd, black patterns were spreading as well. Those patterns resembled twisted little worms, writhing like they were alive. It was a truly terrifying sight.
The gentleness and determination that once graced this face have vanished, replaced by an aura of evil. It seems to harbor a hatred for all things, even in its pain, it is plotting some sinister scheme.
The black mist was deep and ethereal, drifting about and engulfing the youth.
The unconscious boy had only three spots on his body that hadn't been completely consumed by darkness yet.
One place was the forehead, those tightly locked brows, as if imbued with a certain steadfast will, like two passes, firmly blocking the attack of the black patterns, guarding the spirit platform.
One hand held a sword, the scabbard of which bore faintly visible Sanskrit characters that seemed to leap into the black mist. They plunged in repeatedly, like fish jumping into a “black sea,” one after another.
One place was where the spine connected to the neck, there bloomed a crimson and white lotus. There were both scorching heat and icy coldness, radiating distinct red and white lights, yet both were resisting the black.
He fainted here, a long time ago.
A long and arduous war is continuing within me.
All that was happening outside had nothing to do with him for the moment, though he himself had caused quite a stir.
"The tyrant Han Yin is dead!"
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The two "fiery suns" in the sky have already extinguished. The real sun has not yet set, stubbornly releasing afterglow in the west.
Under the harsh light of the setting sun, it is raining in this part of the sky.
The next rainfall was unprecedented in this land, and it's unlikely to be seen again anytime soon.
Blood-red rain.
That was a blood color that even the setting sun could not dye. It was extremely pure and bloody.
When a true man falls, heaven and earth weep together!
Zhuang Gaoxian held Han Yin's body in one hand, fell from the sky above Suolong Pass, and shouted loudly: "The outcome has been decided, surrender and live!"
The voice was like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's growl, surging and roaring.
He was unrestrainedly unleashing his flamboyance, his domineering aura.
He had just ascended to the throne and hadn't yet grasped all the power of the court when he dared to lead an expedition in person, acting as a weak monarch challenging a strong one.
In terms of formidable and sharp strength, it surpasses even the founding emperor.
Concealing her injuries, she remained hidden in the deep palace for many years.
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If you don't fly, then don't; if you do, soar into the heavens! If you don't cry out, then don't; if you do, make a deafening roar!
For how many years have the minions endured, lurking in the shadows
With one move, he ascended to the realm of truth, becoming a true master of his time. He effortlessly killed a great general from a foreign country and forcefully seized ten cities from them.
The second time he made a move, it was a battle to conquer the nation. He fought with weakness against strength and personally killed the mighty warlord Han Yin!
He has already taken on the bearing of a powerful lord. From now on, he can stand tall and proud without needing to conceal his brilliance!
The sky roared with the sound of Zhuang Gao's name, and crimson rain fell from the heavens.
The two Yonghou who were teaming up to besiege Huangpu Duanming stopped abruptly without a word, turned and fled in panic. However, with the vastness of the world, they actually didn't know where to go! Even though they were esteemed Shenlin cultivators and meritorious Marquis, they couldn't dispel their bewilderment!
Han Yin is dead! A generation of overlord, the world's number one figure, a person who controlled Yong Kingdom for hundreds of years!
Every Korean will die, who can be immortal
Then, Fen Ge Hou flew all the way and just arrived outside the Suolong Pass. He already felt a dampness on his nose. Looking up, he saw blood raining down from the sky, a shared sorrow for this world.
He still thought it was Zhuang Jun's demise. But Zhuang Gaoxian's voice shattered his illusion.
He rushed over, but didn't even have time to glance at the chain dragon gate before turning around and fleeing for his life.
Even though Han Yin, a valiant warrior of our time, died in battle, his bravery and skill cannot be fully described in just a few words.
The Yong Kingdom is finished!
He felt a profound sorrow, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. A dignified celestial cultivator, he was like a bereaved dog, fleeing while weeping!
Everything escapes Zhang Gaoxian's gaze.
But he did not pursue anyone, nor did he leave behind a few counts of Yong.
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He stood above the Guolóng Pass, turning his head to look at Yongguo Chengde Hou Li Ying: "Go back and tell Han Xu to immediately release Du Xiang. With that, this battle will be over. North of the Guolóng Pass, I can promise you not an inch of land will be taken!"
This is about redrawing borders and determining the outcome of victory.
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The Zhāng State was to seal off Lóngguān and the land south of it, which included half of Yíyáng Prefecture, the entirety of Lǐngběi Prefecture, and the Qīchāng Mountain Range, a region rich in demonic beast resources. From then on, all of these areas were incorporated into Zhāng territory.
This was actually a condition he had already agreed upon with Han Xu, but he needed to give the blood-soaked soldiers a reason. They fought valiantly and captured Luolong Pass, facing a vast and prosperous Yong Kingdom ahead. How could they stop here
Common foot soldiers wouldn't ponder whether the mighty Qin, Jing, or Jing states would allow Chu to conquer Yong in a single battle. They couldn't see so far ahead, nor feel that pressure. All they knew was that they had bled and sweated; they couldn't just stop when they wanted.
After defeating the Yong Kingdom, the soldiers of Zhuang Kingdom were brimming with confidence. Now, allowing them to continue north and even clash with the Jing Kingdom would likely not cause them any fear.
But Zhuang Gao Xian was proud of himself, yet he could not be blind.
In the complex and volatile situation in the West, it is especially important to have a sense of proportion when lacking absolute strength.
If he were to now attack the Suolong Pass and fight Han Xu to the death, let's not even talk about the outcome. Even if he eventually captured the Tianming Mansion and controlled all of Yongguo, could he truly hold it
There simply won't be time for digestion before they are immediately struck by the Jīng army. Be aware that the Jīng army's Red Horse Guard is still outside Jìng'ān Prefecture.
And as the overlord of the Central Region, will Jing Guo still provide support
Jing Guo's annexation of Zhuang Guo as a tributary state was intended to place a stake in the west, restraining Yong Guo and giving Qin Guo a jab. But how could they possibly allow another fierce tiger to rise in the west
Therefore, considering the current situation, it is best to stop here. Firstly, the State of Zhuang would gain tangible benefits. Secondly, with Jun Yong and Han Xu stationed in the remaining territories of Yong, they would still be the first to face pressure from the State of Jing.
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This single point alone would create a sufficient strategic depth for the State of Zhuang, giving it time to fully digest the gains from this major war without interruption. It would allow the state to truly transition from an independent small nation to a regional power.
These strategic considerations, of course, would not be shared with the soldiers. As the sovereign, Zhuang Gaojian needed to give the blood-soaked warriors a reason. At this time, Du Ruhui, the prime minister who was still fighting bravely and deeply respected by the people, was the perfect choice.
For the sake of his minister Du Ruhui, he was willing to give up more territory. What a commendable bond between ruler and subject!
As for Han Xu, his goal is to truly seize power and become the rightful Lord Yong. Han Yin, who has held absolute power for hundreds of years and shows no intention of letting go, is the biggest obstacle.
He served as king for over a hundred years, yet for over a hundred years he was also nothing more than a puppet.
In killing Han Yin, Han Xu and Zhuang Gao Xian reached a consensus. But at the same time, for the Yong Kingdom of Han Xu's era, Zhuang Guo was still a powerful competitor.
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Therefore, Prince Chengde Li Ying would be ruthless and eliminate the two top-ranking masters from Zhuang Guo who were most likely to break through to the realm of Shen Lin. It is evident that if there was an opportunity, Han Xu would also not mind killing Zhuang Guo's pillars of support, Qitian Yu Zhu and Jia Hai Jin Liang before the truce.
Zhuang Gaoxian said this to express that he would honor his promise, but also as a warning to Han Xu. If Du Ruhui died in battle, he would not keep his word.
Even though Han Xu was very aware that Zhuang Gaoxian wouldn't dare to occupy the entire territory of Yong Country at this time, as it would suffocate their country, Han Xu himself was even more afraid to gamble. "A hero sacrifices his arm," and after "self-mutilation," Yong Country, especially, had no right to take risks.
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“I will definitely convey the message.” Li Ying gave Zhuang Gaoxian a deep look, then turned and flew away.
As Yong Jun Han Xu's absolute confidante, the Marquis of Chengde, Li Ying, who made a move against Han Yin at the last moment, fundamentally agreed with Han Xu's decision.
In his view, Han Xu was a hundred times stronger monarch than Han Yin, but he had just been unable to display it.
Han Yin was a true immortal, and he would not experience aging until the moment of his death. However, his spirit had already grown old.
He lacked the fortitude of Emperor Han Zhou of the Yonming Dynasty. Having been battered by the Jing Kingdom for centuries, his heart had already succumbed. No matter how flamboyantly he acted, it couldn't hide his inner weakness.
Han Yin always wanted to surpass his older brother, Han Zhou, but deep down, he never believed he could defeat the Kingdom of Jing. After all, it was something that even Han Zhou had failed to accomplish!
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Han Yin has no confidence in doing anything Han Zhou can't do!
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He tried his best to wash away the traces of Emperor Yongming, but even after hundreds of years, he couldn't clean them. He lived his whole life in Han Zhou's shadow.
Such a monarch, seemingly powerful with cunning, skill, and strength, would only watch the Yong Nation slowly rot and stink in his hands. Han Yin's reign lasted for hundreds of years, yet Yong Nation expanded not an inch of land. Its influence in the entire west steadily dwindled, proving this point.
The Kingdom of Yong has reached a point where it must be broken before it can be rebuilt. It needs to go through fire in order to be reborn.
However, Han Yin was too powerful, and had ruled this land for too long. With only those loyal to Han Xu, they were simply unable to overthrow him.
That's why we need to bring in outside help.
Li Ying had always been very sure he was doing the right thing, but after meeting Zhuang Gaoxian with his own eyes, he couldn't help but have a sliver of doubt.
In Han Xu's strategy for the future, the goal is to unite the people against a common enemy by creating a sense of national crisis. Within a controllable state of war, he aims to seize control of both the military and political power of the country in a swift and decisive manner. This would be the first step.
To consolidate national strength, wait for the right moment, and then launch a counter-attack against the State of Zhuang. Defeat Zhuang Gao Xian, recover lost territory, and establish the absolute authority of Chao Mai Han Yin as the second step...
But would such a high-ranking figure as Zhuang Gaojian really be defeated so easily
With a shadow that couldn't be described, Li Ying left this place.
And inside the Luolong Pass, a multitude of Yong army soldiers were kneeling on the ground!
Ps: These two days' book reviews...how to say it...I didn't expect that for someone with so little confidence like me. Even before Han Xu appears, a group of people are already saying he's brain-dead. Could someone who has endured for over a hundred years and can scheme against someone as powerful as Han Yin be brain-dead
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It talks about things that shouldn't be said, things that are inappropriate, and all sorts of stuff.
My esteemed readers, ask yourselves this: in the four volumes, one million six hundred thousand words I've written, have there been any instances of me slacking off Since reaching sixty average orders, I've lived off my savings from previously selling physical copies. However, in these nearly year-long endeavors, have I ever given less than my best to you readers
It suddenly struck me, when it came to Zuo Guanglie's leftover Kaimudan pill, at least hundreds of people claimed it was poisonous. But after filling that hole, not a single person apologized to me. Did those hundreds of people just stop looking back Or is it that in this era, criticism is easier to voice than praise
After a bad plot, people who criticize you will always be more numerous than those who encourage you after a good one. I ask myself if I have ever slacked off. Considering how hard I've always tried, when you think something is unreasonable, can you please wait a moment before saying anything The dragon is right there; I just haven't finished the finishing touches yet.
That's it.
I didn't want to say anything at first.
Writing is all about facing all kinds of voices, I should have already gotten used to it.
But I just can't get used to it.
My poetic side makes me quite vulnerable sometimes.y, radiating nothing but nobility and magnanimity: "It's best if you think that way. Whether it's true or not, you must always think that way."Her complaints and dissatisfaction, perhaps stemmed from...