Chapter 137: Missing the Old Yellow Wine, Missing the Old Locust Tree, One Person Is a Soldier

Ye Family Army.

Cross the river!

The deafening sound instantly resounded throughout the entire camp.

In the tents, one after another, the generals walked out, their blood and qi rising, interweaving into a majestic military force and blood and qi smoke in the sky!

As a fierce army on the Canglang River battlefield, even the powerful army of the Yuan Meng Empire did not dare to underestimate the Ye Family Army.

The Yuan Meng Empire looked down on the Great Zhao Dynasty that fled south, but there was no disrespect for the Ye Family Army, because the Ye Family Army had been invincible in the Canglang River battlefield over the years, and killed many Yuan Meng Empire soldiers.

The Ye Family Army was able to make the Yuan Meng Empire in awe, and that was piled up with human lives, and every bit of awe was stained with the blood of Yuan Meng soldiers.

The court inspectors and Diao Si, who were responsible for supervising the army, looked extremely ugly, especially the purple-clothed Diao Si with the seventh realm of cultivation, who was so angry that his face turned pale.

Because Ye Longsheng didn't have his eyes at all, and he didn't even look at him.

What he held in his hand was the emperor's decree!

Although the inspector looked unhappy, he did not say anything. This was not the first time such a thing had happened. The court had always prohibited crossing the river to fight, but Ye Longsheng not only repeatedly disobeyed, but also often let his Yellow Dragon warships cross the river in the name of training troops. It was called training, but it was actually killing the enemy.

This Diao Si was newly dispatched and did not have much experience. Did he really think that the Ye Family Army could be monitored and intervened casually?

The cohesion of the Ye Family Army could not be shaken by an airborne Diao Si, and Ye Longsheng would not care about a mere Diao Si.

"This General Ye... does he still have the court in his eyes?!"

The purple-clothed Diao Si was very dissatisfied, but he could only suppress this resentment in his heart when he felt the aura that burst out in the military camp.

He was not a fool, and naturally knew the reputation of the Ye Family Army.

The Ye Family Army, the Zhong Family Army, and the Flying Tiger Army under Li Youan are not places where the Supervisor and Diao Si can make trouble. Being assigned to these armies, the best choice is to keep a low profile and consider yourself unlucky.

Ye Longsheng, Zhong Shiji, and Li Youan are the top masters of Da Zhao, and none of them can be provoked by the Supervisor.

Watching the aura of the Ye Family Army masters rising into the sky.

Zi Yi Diao Si couldn't help but murmur: "Crossing the river like this... won't we really fight?"

The supervisor looked at Zi Yi Diao Si and sneered: "Otherwise... is it a fake fight?"

"The reputation of the Ye family army is earned by killing. Do you think they are hiding on the south bank of Canglang River and relying on the name of Da Zhao to scare off the Yuan and Mongolian army?"

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"The old uncle and the An family returned from the north. Didn't General Ye say that he was going to cover them, but... it's normal that they started fighting while covering them."

The supervisory civil servant had long been accustomed to Ye Longsheng's set, and said.

"By the way, eunuch, what did the emperor's edict say?"

The supervisory civil servant asked curiously.

Zi Yi Diao Si looked at him and said: "His Majesty's decree... let General Ye stay put, and also, ask General Ye to return to Lin'an."

The supervisory civil servant frowned secretly when he heard this, but didn't say much.

The conflict between the Zhao family emperor and the An family in Lin'an Prefecture is no longer a secret.

The Zhao family emperor planned to take the heart sword of Hua Jiebing of the Lin Mansion, but was broken by the An family. The Zhao family emperor naturally preferred to see the An family die in the hands of the Yuan and Mongolian army.

Now in the court, there are actually quite a few complaints about the Zhao family emperor, mainly because this plan is really not up to standard.

If it succeeds, it will be good, and the Zhao family emperor can prolong his life. Naturally, no one will say much, and this matter will rot in their stomachs.

But the problem is that if it fails, whether the Zhao family emperor can prolong his life and continue to sit on the throne of the emperor is unknown, and everyone will naturally complain in their hearts.

Civil officials are fine, but military generals are the most disappointed.

It is said that because of this incident, it has become more and more difficult to be an inspector in the frontier army. Not only can they not get any benefits, but they also have to be on guard against the military generals' provocations.

The two stopped talking and had to take back the imperial edict. They raised their heads and looked at the blood and blood smoke intertwined in the sky, sighing.

Ye Longsheng naturally ignored the two people below. Ye Longsheng could guess what the imperial edict sent by the Emperor of the Zhao family was, but he was too lazy to pay attention.

After mobilizing the entire army, the soldiers of the Ye family army ran out of the military tent and headed towards the river bank.

Ye Wenxi's blood was boiling, and she also followed her grandfather's steps. As soon as she left the tent, she met Ye Yinping. The two sisters ran with the soldiers of the Ye family army.

Soon, the two sisters came to the river bank, and the soldiers pushed the huge warships towards the turbulent river.

Boom!

The big ship entered the river, and the river water instantly hit the Huanglong wooden building ship, splashing water waves, as if an angry dragon was shouting in the river!

In a moment, ten consecutive Huanglong warships of the Ye family army had entered the river. The dense oars beat, blasting thousands of layers of water waves, and the roaring sound was endless.

On the warship, the powerful flag of the Ye family army slowly rose up, waving against the wind and waves!

Flying is not allowed on the Canglang River, even the ninth realm strongman can hardly take off.

The strong can walk on the waves, but the turbulent waves, without the sixth realm cultivation, can not stabilize the body, so the appearance of the warship becomes crucial.

Ye Longsheng jumped up and landed on the leading Huanglong warship, his eyes sparkling.

"Cross the river!"

Bang, bang, bang!

The oars hit hard, and the generals in the Ye family army roared. The warships began to break through the river and headed towards the other side.

Dong, dong, dong!

On each warship, there were also bare-chested warriors, beating the war drums with the impact of qi and blood.

Thunder roared in the sky and earth!

The yellow dragon crossed the river in anger!

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The battlefield of Canglang River stretched up and down, not only the position of the Ye family army, but also the qi and blood smoke rose everywhere.

The Zhong family army led by Zhong Shiji was also like the Ye family army. The blue dragon wooden boat broke through the waves and crossed the river, attacking the defense line of the Yuan Meng Empire stationed on the north bank of the Canglang River, in order to attract the attention of the Yuan Meng Empire.

The army led by Di Zang was also the same, and the army of Li Youan, who was confronting the Xiliang Kingdom, also raised the qi and blood smoke, and the warships broke through the waves and crossed the river to conquer!

At this moment, the sound of the wind between heaven and earth seemed to be mixed with the sound of war drums, and the eagle flying high in the sky was also trembling.

Wolf smoke heading north!

Crossing the river to conquer!

Although the Yuan and Mongolian Empire knew the purpose of these Great Zhao troops crossing the river, such a large-scale mobilization was indeed beyond their expectations.

The north bank of the Canglang River.

In a city with mottled marks on the wall, a Confucian scholar wearing a jade crown and a white robe walked slowly, with a deep look in his eyes that seemed to be able to break people's hearts.

"Ye Longsheng, Di Zang, Zhong Shiji and Li Youan... The four of them attacked at the same time. The Azure Dragon and the Yellow Dragon appeared together. The 'Green Face' under Di Zang and the 'Flying Tiger' under Li Youan were really powerful."

"After all, the soldiers of our empire are warriors who gallop across the grasslands. The navy we trained is still difficult to compete with them in areas they are not good at..."

"However, this time they created such a momentum, which was a conspiracy to attract the attention of our army, so that Anle and Zhao Huangting, the inheritors of the will of the First Emperor who escaped from the Yuan Meng Dadu, could safely cross the river and return south."

The scholar chuckled, his palm rested on the city wall, and his slender fingers gently tapped the cold city wall.

He looked at the blood and blood smoke rising on the Canglang River. The other party was reminding the Yuan Meng side that they only wanted a fight. It was really arrogant.

On the side of the scholar, there were several generals with vigorous blood and strong breath and full armor, who also followed.

"Prime Minister Bo, then... should we go to war with them?"

"We are not afraid. Our army has the power of His Majesty's dragon veins and the national fortune is majestic. Ye Longsheng and others will not dare to cross the river to start a full-scale war after all. They don't have the national fortune of the Great Zhao to help them."

The figure covered with red armor all over his body and even his face spoke.

This Confucian scholar is Boyan, the left prime minister of the Yuanmeng Empire. He walked out of the grassland, asked the Zhenwu Temple, stepped into the Nine Realms, and opened the Yuanshen Nine Immortal Platform. He is also the most troublesome existence for generals such as Ye Longsheng.

Ye Longsheng, Di Zang and Zhong Shiji, the peerless generals, have all suffered a great loss at the hands of Boyan.

He has five armored generals under his command, all of whom are first-class Nine Realms. The five-armor army formed is very powerful. When fighting against the Ye family army, it is not inferior at all.

If the five-armor army is dispatched at the same time, the five-element army formation formed, even Ye Longsheng will have to take the Ye family army to avoid its edge.

"If they want to fight, then let them fight. It's fine..."

Bo Yan gently waved his feather fan. Although he was a Yuan Meng, he was influenced by the culture of the Central Plains since he was a child. He also sought the truth at Zhenwu Temple, learned the Taoist methods, and integrated the cultivation methods taught by the Yuan Meng emperor. In terms of cultivation, he was also very talented.

But what Bo Yan liked more was divination. He once climbed the first mountain of the Holy Mountain to challenge the divination of the first mountain master. After failing, he did not feel frustrated. Instead, he respectfully sought the truth and was willing to become a mountain keeper and learn divination. You should know that he was already a ninth-level practitioner at that time.

It is rare for a ninth-level practitioner to be a mountain keeper, so he lowered his status.

It's a pity that he was still rejected.

"Anle this child... Your Majesty has not chosen to kill him, but he is the successor of the will of the First Emperor after all. If he does not die, he will be a great threat."

"That first emperor of all ages hated foreign races very much. Those who inherited his will will definitely be a great threat to the empire."

"Your Majesty is so heroic that he was able to meet the peerless emperor of all ages. He gave that emperor face and let this child go. In my opinion... it's good, which shows that Your Majesty is very confident."

"But Your Majesty has the capital to be confident. He is a peerless genius and a peerless figure in the double ten realms... He is rare in the world."

Bo Yan shook his head and said softly.

The five armored generals behind him looked at each other in surprise.

"Now that this child has left Dadu, his fate star is becoming more and more difficult to see through and difficult to kill... There is no need to deliberately stop them. You can lead the army to fight with the army of Da Zhao crossing the river, and also train the navy by the way."

Bo Yan finally gave the order.

The water-armored general in green armor could not help but clasp his fists and say, "Since the Prime Minister said that this boy is a great threat, why not let me lead the army to kill him and eliminate the trouble forever."

"This boy is only at the double fifth level. Zhao Huangting has also lost his cultivation under the fire of Nirvana. I have forged my body to the top level and I am covered with water armor. I will definitely catch him easily."

Bo Yan waved his feather fan lightly, his eyes fell on the green-armored general, and he smiled and said, "If you really go, you will die."

The green-armored general paused for a moment: "How is it possible..."

"If the will of the First Emperor strikes again, will you die?"

Bo Yan asked.

The green-armored general immediately started chatting. He had seen with his own eyes the entire battle. Even Emperor Yuanmeng had his clothes cut off with a sword. His arms were covered with sword marks. If that sword fell on him.

He will definitely die a happy death.

"Don't underestimate a peerless genius. If this son is valued by the First Emperor's will and can hold the green mountains, he is naturally good."

"The foundation of genius is always beyond imagination. Even without the sword of the First Emperor's will, you may still be severely injured."

Boyan smiled softly.

"Although this threat is great, in fact... it is related to the opening of the ancient tomb at the foot of Lishan Mountain. If the tomb at the foot of Lishan Mountain is opened, your majesty will wait until he obtains the last dragon vein in it and finds a way to break into the eleventh realm. This child’s threat will no longer be a threat.”

"It's okay to let him return south. There are people in Da Zhao who want him to die more than us."

"Go ahead and arrange for Navy Master Yuanmeng to have a good training session."

Boyan's feather fan pointed forward in the distance.

The five armored generals immediately clasped their fists and turned into five streams of light and swept out of the city.

North bank of Canglang River.

The energy and blood smoke is also rising!

Boyan stood on the top of the city with deep eyes.

"Da Zhao is indeed a tough nut to crack, but... soon, the father and son in Xi Liang became possessed, and the national preceptor of Dali lost their trust."

"What about the successor to the First Emperor's will?"

"As time goes by, the strong wind has long since died out, and the world is no longer what it was ten thousand years ago."

"Take your time, the world will eventually be filled with the hoof prints of Yuan Meng's cavalry."

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The roaring sound of the river reached my ears along with the strong wind blowing the reeds.

A tributary of the Canglang River spreads dozens of miles inward. In the deserted reed swamp, two figures sat quietly.

The yellow color on Zhao Huangting's face became more and more intense, but his eyes became more peaceful.

He looked at Anle with a calm expression.

"With the shielding effect of the green mountains, it is difficult for even the Nine Realm Souls to detect your traces, and my cultivation has been completely burned by the fire of Nirvana. You have taken a lonely road all the way south. It’s true that I’m missing out on the world.”

Zhao Huangting chuckled, his words full of appreciation.

He was really satisfied with this lifelong friend he made before his death.

"But in fact, this move is not appropriate... because if there is someone as good at fortune telling as the First Mountain Master, your traces will eventually be exposed."

Zhao Huangting said softly.

"There is such a person in the Yuanmeng Empire. His name is Boyan. The Zuo Prime Minister of the Yuanmeng Empire once asked the Zhenwu Temple. If he were not a Yuanmeng man, he might have become the new master of the Zhenwu Temple."

An Le slowly opened his eyes, and his anger was almost brewing. When he heard Zhao Huangting's words, he grinned: "Since no one stopped me along the way, it means that the left prime minister of Yuanmeng did not calculate, or that he did not plan." They arrived, but no one was sent to stop them..."

"Thinking about it, I still fear the will of the senior in Qingshan."

Zhao Huangting nodded when he heard this, his withered hair floating gently in the reeds.

Anle stood up and carried Zhao Huangting on his back again.

"The Canglang River is too long and narrow. As one of the most dangerous places in the world, it is difficult to fly across the nine realms. Boats are needed. There are many dangerous places where crossing the river is difficult even with boats. There are great evils at the bottom of the river, but it is really a suitable place to cross the river. , but they are all guarded by soldiers and horses, and some are weak and some are strong."

"In front of us is a dangerous and rapid place in the Canglang River. There is a small group of about 300 Yuanmeng troops stationed there. The generals guarding them are from the Sixth Realm. I don't know if there are warships deployed..."

Zhao Huangting said softly: "The situation is broken from there. Although the river is fast, it is the most suitable place to cross the river."

"However, once we take action, we must fight quickly, otherwise those Yuan Meng strongmen who are chasing from Dadu will rush over immediately and be restricted on the shore. It will be difficult to escape."

Anle smiled and nodded lightly.

"Then this is the best ice-breaking point. As long as you cross the river, it should be safe. The strong Yuanmeng people dare not cross the river recklessly."

"After crossing the river and setting foot on the shore, I will take senior to Lin'an Mansion and go home."

"I have to say, I also miss the old locust tree in the yard of Taimiao Lane."

Anle said one more sentence with a smile.

Zhao Huangting lay on An Le's back, squinted his eyes, and thought of the old locust tree with the sword inserted out of the hole, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"There is also the old rice wine in Yanchunli and the braised beef in Dingyaxiang..."

Zhao Huangting said in a low voice.

"Senior, hold on."

Anle threw up a hemp rope and fixed Zhao Huangting on himself.

The sword box containing Yan Guihuo was pinned to his waist, and he stepped on the rippling reed marsh without leaking any energy. He slowly separated the swaying reeds and walked towards the reed marsh.

The dusk clouds in the sky were heavy, and there were cold raindrops flying down the sky and falling towards the world.

Densely intertwined into a rain curtain.

Anle didn't use any energy and just soaked in the falling rain.

In the distance, a camp dotted behind the reeds appeared. Anle raised his head, his eyes surging, and he glanced away.

The Yuan Shen, who had been suppressed for a long time by hiding in the green mountains, finally stopped suppressing it and released his mind to sweep away and explore the situation in the camp.

In a Yuanmeng tent.

There was a black pot on the rising charcoal stove. Goat milk was being boiled in the pot. The goat milk was bubbling and exuding a rich milk aroma. A burly man was eating meat in big mouthfuls. Suddenly, the meat eating movement stopped. Suddenly his eyes narrowed.

An Le's mental fluctuations just swept over, and with the cultivation of the sixth realm, he immediately sensed it.

A sharp murderous intent rose from afar.

The burly man raised his hand and a big knife came in an instant. He rushed out of the tent and roared.

"Enemy attack!"

Hundreds of Yuanmeng soldiers stationed here began to wear armor and pick up weapons.

In the military camp, the only sixth-level general, his innate qi and blood were fused together, intertwined outside his body.

He stared into the distance, but saw...

In the rain, a young man carried an old man on his back, accompanied by wind and rain, walking on foot.

The young man slowly drew the sword from the box.

The sword rang in the sky!

Go forward without hesitation!

One person is the army.