Chapter 1590: Moonlight Shines on Minxi
The 42-year-old emperor of a country wept miserably.
The more he respected and noble he was, the more he was sad and miserable he was.
He really had no one to rely on, and he had always been respectful and obedient to his uncle, who could be traced back nine generations.
He really had no talent and lacked wisdom, but in the past 32 years, he had been honest and had not done anything out of the ordinary, nor had he lost the dignity of the Great Xia royal family.
Oh, it was only New Year's Eve, and 33 years had passed.
Thinking back to 33 years ago, when the queen mother took the child's hand and walked towards the dragon throne, it was Si Jiao who was the first to bow down and shouted: "I am the legitimate emperor of Great Xia!"
Thirty-three years passed in the blink of an eye, and the child grew into a middle-aged man.
The Qi army once again approached the city, and the 42-year-old Emperor Xia was as terrified as the 9-year-old Emperor Xia.
Even if he was as experienced as Si Jiao, how could he remain indifferent?
"The previous emperor created a brilliant foundation and left behind powerful opponents. It was not your fault..." Si Jiao looked at him with an almost cruel calmness: "But you sat on the throne and became the emperor of Daxia. This is your fault."
"Emperor of Daxia?" Xia Tianzi said miserably: "What's the point of me being the emperor of Xia? A common man's anger can still cause blood to splatter ten steps. He, Yu Liyang, didn't know how to be a melon field, and made me, the king of a country, suffer such humiliation! But you told me that I can only stick my butt up?"
"Now it's When?" Si Jiao frowned: "How important do you think your face is?"
"What about my father's face?" Xia Tianzi's eyes, from his hair, showed the depression that had lasted for decades: "What a heroic ruler my father was! When he was alive, he looked at the world and traveled to all directions. After his death, his mausoleum was restless, his reputation was humiliated, and he had a widow... a topic of conversation for the world!"
His voice gradually became excited: "This is the era of the Great Xia's revival. Is this the battle you are fighting on the front line? !"
Si Jiao looked at the Great Xia emperor steadily.
He found that he had never seen this Great Xia emperor, who was already 42 years old this year, clearly.
At this time, he was not angry.
Because he had figured out a lot of things.
"Si Cheng, Si Cheng." His tone was extremely disappointed: "I underestimated you! If you have such ambition, you should have been asked to take the throne earlier."
Xia Tianzi took a step back and said evasively: "I don't know what King Wu meant by this."
"Aren't you asking, what's the point of you being the emperor of Xia? The point is... you can live now."
At this moment, Xia Tianzi's hair stood on end!
But Si Jiao just looked at him without any action.
"Xi Mengfu is loyal to the country, the king, and my Si family. Only the country owes him, he has never owed the country a single cent..." Si Jiao flicked his sleeves: "You can take care of yourself!"
When the voice fell, the figure had already disappeared.
Only the emperor's bedroom was scattered all over the ground, and the big Xia Tianzi, whose expression had become cold.
He slowly combed his messy hair to both sides, revealing his face that looked quite like the previous emperor. With calm and powerful steps, he walked towards his magnificent chair step by step...
That day, news came from the Summer Palace that an assassin from Qi had sneaked into the palace and failed to assassinate the emperor.
Thirteen eunuchs and seven palace maids died.
When the people of Guiyi heard about it, they all hated the Qi people deeply.
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From the Xijiang Ferry to the south, all the way to Kuqiaoling, there is a large plain in the middle.
This is the widest section of the Minxi Corridor, and it is also the safest section in theory - and it is also the battlefield chosen by Chu Min.
Of course, at this time, there are only Chu Min, Zhou Xiong, and Yi Shengfeng hiding underground.
The advantage of high-end military force must be used.
At the beginning of the battle, Zhou Xiong and Yi Shengfeng need to lock on to the strongest of the Qi army and kill the generals in the chaos. Chu Min needs to be the commander of this formation, grasp the overall situation here and adapt to the situation.
The mirror in Chu Min's hand does not directly observe the enemy, which is too dangerous and too easy to be exposed.
It observes the Yuanli of heaven and earth.
Its function is to show the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth within a certain range. From the changes in the vitality, intelligence about the enemy can be obtained. Even if tens of thousands of troops pass by, even if nothing is done, it will inevitably have a huge impact on the vitality of heaven and earth. They hid the army in the distance, and Zhou Xiong personally took action to smooth out the fluctuations of the vitality.
Even if a person is more sensitive, it is impossible to detect other people's observation of the vitality of heaven and earth.
"It's coming." Zhou Xiong suddenly said.
Chu Min looked at the mirror in his hand, and saw nothing except the normal fluctuations of the vitality and his own scorched face... "The army hasn't come yet. It's some kind of detection method that swept over first." Zhou Xiong explained: "I have blocked it, but in the state of war, it is restricted by the rules. Whether it is an artifact or a secret technique, the extraordinary detection method cannot be too far... So the person who performed the detection method should have approached ten miles."
"Is it Chong Xuansheng or Jiang Wang?" Surprisingly, Chu Min found that he was not excited. Perhaps it was too long to wait for this day after the war.
All the patience and preparation will usher in a phased result.
"When you get through it, you will know it naturally." Zhou Xiong's voice was gentle, but there was a sense of settled power.
As the son of Zhou Ying, he has lived under the scrutiny of countless eyes since he was a child, which has also cultivated his cautious and even somewhat soft character.
But being able to stand out among all the brothers and sisters, being able to achieve the divine presence early, and being able to guard Changluo for a long time... he is not really without edge.
Yi Shengfeng said: "I have cut off Jiang Wang's perception of danger."
He has a magical power that can be used on a whim, but there must be a reaction when there is danger. It is with this magical power that he can come and go freely with a sword alone under the unlimited killing order of the Huaiguo Mansion covering the southern region.
He has developed this magical power to the extreme of this realm, and can even suppress others' perception of danger-all living spirits have an instinctive alertness to danger. The higher the realm, the stronger the alertness. This instinctive alertness plays a very critical role in battle.
Often "the cicada is aware of the autumn wind before it moves", and can react before the danger comes.
And Yi Shengfeng can erase this alertness, and the opponent will not feel the danger when he cuts it with a sword. In the past, in the battle, he killed the opponent, and the opponent did not know how he died.
When he said this, his sword brows sank slightly, because the magical seed hanging on the dome of the inner palace once again surged in his heart, telling him of the danger - since he stepped into the Qixia battlefield, this reminder of danger has never stopped.
Even when he was sharpening his sword in Yuyuan, the dangers here were not as dense as here... After all, there were only four real masters in the entire Qixia battlefield. These four real masters confronted each other, and their power was overwhelming, and they could bring devastating dangers at any time.
Both sides invested millions of troops, fighting in the vast territory of Xia. The army, weapons, formations... There were countless dangers that could kill him.
It was inevitable that he would react on impulse frequently.
According to his usual code of conduct, he would flee as soon as his heart moved. After practicing for so many years, from the major dangerous places in the world to various small worlds outside the sky and many dangerous secret realms, he relied on his magical powers on impulse to avoid countless dangers.
But this time he could only smooth his brows and adjust his fighting posture again.
This time in the Qixia battlefield, it is very likely that this is the last chance to kill Jiang Wang...
His progress in cultivation is really terrifying. He was only in the inner palace at the Yellow River meeting, but now he has completed the four realms of the outer building and has mastered the path. If he misses this time, I am afraid he can only see him again in the divine presence.
If he misses this time, he cannot achieve it without regrets. Can Jiang Wang have no regrets?
He doesn't know, and he can't bet, and he doesn't want to wait any longer.
When Jiang Wang climbs to a higher position in the Qi system, he will make rapid progress by borrowing the rich resources of Qi. How can he catch up? What's more, it is hard to say when he can lead his army to Nandou - if he is in a different position, he will definitely do this.
His five fingers slowly loosened and closed one by one.
So all kinds of distracting thoughts were cut off, and from now on he only focused on one sword.
Chu Min had no reaction to Yi Shengfeng's words.
Jiang Wang has some ability to predict danger, and this information was obtained by Tai Yin in the mountain and sea realm.
Thinking of Taiyin, he didn't know why he suddenly felt something in his heart, and couldn't help but look in the direction of Sheshan - being underground, of course he couldn't see anything.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Xiong asked with some concern.
The Zhou family and the Chu family have been friends for generations, and he and Chumin's father also have some incense.
"Nothing." Chumin shook his head, took out the command flag, and held it in his hand: "I think this is the most critical moment in my life."
He stroked the command flag and added: "The last time I felt this way was on the Guanhe Terrace."
"You have achieved the best results you can get on the Guanhe Terrace. We are all very proud of you." Zhou Xiong said broadly: "Today will be no exception."
Chumin didn't say anything else, but clenched his five fingers again.
It won't be an exception, he thought.
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The army was like a long dragon, crossing the Xijiang Ferry and winding all the way.
Although there were a little more flags, the military appearance was neat. Not to mention the heroic army that has fought a hundred battles, there is also a temperament that has stepped out of blood and fire.
At this time, the 30,000 troops led by Chong Xuansheng had a complex composition.
There were Desheng Camp, Xinrong Camp, Zhenwu Camp, and the coalition forces of the Eastern Region.
Among them, Desheng Camp was filled with elite soldiers from various units, with a full complement of 3,000 people. Soldiers were not divided into Qi and Xia people, only the quality of the soldiers themselves was considered, and all the soldiers who joined the army were Qi.
In the army under Chong Xuansheng, it was considered a core force, and it was also a camp that the soldiers of other camps wanted to join. In a very short period of time, Chong Xuansheng opened up the space for the soldiers of his unit to rise, and made it recognized by the soldiers. Of course, it was not only based on large rewards, but also on his ability to build systems and his grasp of people's hearts.
Xinrong Camp was still led by Xue Rushi, and Chong Xuansheng opened up the power to accept surrender to him. Following Chong Xuansheng to attack cities and capture strongholds, after one victory after another, he also expanded the Xinrong Camp of 5,000 people to 8,000 people.
The main body of Zhenwu Camp is the surrendered soldiers from Shouan, who are the "hometown people" of General Chongxuansheng. Later, a group of them were replaced, and some surrendered soldiers from other cities were added, and now there are also 8,000 people.
Both camps can be supplemented with more soldiers. Only expanding the army by 8,000 is exactly Chongxuansheng's restraint.
What he wants is to be able to use them as easily as his own arms. Later on, he has the power to select them at ease, and can seek excellence rather than quantity.
In addition, there are 14,000 coalition forces from the Eastern Region. About half of them were obtained by Chongxuansheng from the various armies that were dispersed on the battlefield. In order to attack Wuyang, some friendly troops were temporarily recruited.
In this way, a large army of more than 30,000 people was gathered, and under the unified command of this fat man, they were arranged in a marching formation that echoed each other.
The whole army was full of vigor and momentum, and it didn't look like a new army at all.
The successive victories had already built up the "momentum" of this army.
Yan Po, the general of the Yi Kingdom who was urgently transferred to the divine realm, was now hidden in the army, and even Jiang Wang didn't know where he was hiding.
Jiang Wang himself rode a horse that stepped on the wind, dressed up as a "flag man", holding a red makeup mirror, and patrolled in the front army.
The red makeup mirror could originally see through the details of a radius of fifty miles, but on the battlefield, the effective range was only ten miles - if it exceeded this range, it would be regarded as a long-distance message.
This effect was really useless. The army formed a battle formation and broke out. Once the soldiers moved, they could rush to the enemy in an instant.
To put it bluntly, he hadn't flown high enough to see far with the pupil of Qianyang.
Of course, Jiang Wang didn't have the courage to fly so high in a battlefield environment... Wouldn't that make him a living target? He would be gone if he was covered by any round of military formation Taoist magic.
Even when he used the Red Makeup Mirror to gather intelligence, he did not leave the army alone. To avoid being surrounded and killed by others, it would be too late to regret.
The Red Makeup Mirror's insight into the details of the environment within a ten-mile range, combined with the scouts who had already dispersed more than ten miles away, is a complete early warning system - of course, only Chong Xuan Pang's smart brain could make such a full use of the resources of Lord Jiang.
As soon as the news of the incident in Wuyang City came, Chong Xuansheng predicted that the Xia army must have a backup plan.
He could have avoided it and continued to play steadily.
But the impact of Bob Zhao's defeat must be wiped out as soon as possible. Wuyang City, the flag of the Xia Kingdom, must be removed immediately... This is related to whether it can quickly meet Mingfu, the overall strategy of the eastern line, and the dispute between him and Chong Xuanzun for military merit.
He must catch up with time!
So he went to the tiger mountain and took the initiative to contact Xie Baoshu. Both sides led their armies to support each other, and secretly asked Ouyang Yong and Yan Po to withdraw and follow the army.
In this way, both armies have the strength to run rampant in Huiming Prefecture, but if they are attacked, the Xia army will hit a wall. If there is no trouble on the way to Wuyang City, then the two armies will meet at Cilai Road and directly attack Wuyang City.
To use Yan Po's words, it is "the combination of the positive and the strange, when the army is launched, it is already invincible."
The scattered scouts did not report any abnormalities, and the place where the red makeup mirror was reflected was also calm.
The black and white magical seeds hanging on the dome of the inner palace were quiet.
This magical seed that led the opponent astray occasionally had a slight induction of its own "mistakes", but it was not effective at all times. Jiang Wang never regarded the warning of the wrong path as the only reliance for dealing with crises.
Not to mention that the warning of the wrong path is very accidental, even if it can warn of danger in advance under any circumstances, Jiang Wang will not give up his vigilance outside the effect of the magical power.
A good swimmer drowns in the water. Zhuang Chengqian, who went astray, died on the wrong path. He was deeply impressed by how he did it.
So the red makeup mirror was also looking, the pupil of Qianyang was also watching, and the ear consciousness was also collecting information about the sound.
The horse hooves of the wind demon stepped lightly.
The moonlight flowed on Jiang Wang's tall ridge.
This night on the Minxi Corridor was surprisingly gentle.