_Chapter 575: The Battle of the Saints
"You're wrong, now you're the lord of the four states!" Xie Mingxiu smiled slightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Hey, it's strange for you to say! There are many children of families in these seven countries, why would Brother Zhuang, a son of a poor family, become a leader of all kinds? Moreover, even you ......" Fang Zilin was silent when he said this, because Xie Mingxiu was a person from the Chu State, and it was unimaginable that he would be allowed to join Zhuang Yichen's camp.
However, he also knew that this was Xie Mingxiu's taboo, although the two of them were descendants of the Semi-Holy Family, the difference in identity was too big.
Xie Sheng is still there, and Fang Sheng has already returned from his spirit. Xie Mingxiu is the future head of the family hand-picked by Xie Sheng, and Fang Zilin doesn't know how many people he has to defeat and how much effort he will spend if he wants to become a candidate.
Xie Mingxiu smiled indifferently, the means of the demi-saint were naturally useless, and there was no need to talk to Fang Zilinduo! Of course, it didn't matter. Out of the Void, many memories will be sealed by the Holy Force, leaving only a vague impression.
For example, after Xie Mingxiu and Fang Zilin went out, because the two of them had a good relationship in the virtual realm, they would naturally retain that kind of good feeling in their hearts.
For example, in the face of Ge Batian and others, there will naturally be vigilant thoughts left.
Zhuang Yichen suddenly opened his eyes, and a huge and majestic aura escaped from his body.
"Brother Zhuang!" both saluted.
"Well, everything is fine!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly with no joy or sorrow in his eyes.
"Madame has taken care of the affairs of the two old men, and Young Master Yu is still guarding the spirit!" Fang Zilin said.
"You guys go and prepare, and within half a month, we will be able to meet the soldiers of the four states! We have been in this virtual realm for a long time!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly, while Xie Mingxiu and Fang Zilin also showed joy.
Zhuang Yichen has never been a foolish person, since he said it like this, he naturally has a certain certainty.
Originally, they still felt that after the death of Lin Yu and Gao Mingshan, Yanzhou did not have the highest level of combat power, and they were afraid that they could only fight a protracted war.
She and Fang Zilin are only middle-level Jinshi, Zhuang Yichen is the strength of Jinshi peak! and Han Wuya, Qu Ziling and Wu Yuanrong also have at least the middle level of Jinshi.
Moreover, after the battle of Qizhou has been going on for a long time, the strong men at the peak of Jinshi will slowly appear and be used by others.
"Yes!" the two of them immediately took the order.
Within the seventeen prefectures of Yanzhou, more than 20 years of grain, grass, armor and weapons have been continuously shipped out, and many retired soldiers have also applied for conscription and gathered from all directions.
Within the three states of Wei, Zhao and Han, Zhuang Yichen's troops and resources were within a reasonable value, so as not to provoke turmoil.
"Husband, this war concubine will accompany you!" In the boudoir, Lin Siqin and Zhuang Yichen lingered to the death, and said reluctantly as they snuggled up to his chest.
"Hehe, you believe that I will definitely return! Yu'er will stay in the mansion to exercise some political affairs!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, stroked her hair and said softly.
Regardless of whether he wins or loses this battle, his fate with his wife and children in the virtual realm is approaching! After leaving the virtual realm, he no longer remembers who they are.
Only after reaching the realm of martial arts can you break through the seal of the holy power and restore the memories together.
When you reach the realm of Confucianism, if you want to impact the position of a semi-saint, you must have a lot of life insights. And at this time, it is naturally extremely beneficial to unlock all the memories blocked by the Holy Power in the memory.
The half-moon period is fleeting, with Yanzhou as the core, Wei, Zhao and Han Sanzhou are also operating at high speed. The officials from the prefectures and counties transferred from Yanzhou have begun to play the backbone role of the entire bureaucracy.
On the stage of Yanzhou Dianjiang, Zhuang Yichen was dressed in military uniform and walked on the high platform very solemnly.
At the top of the platform, he stood alone and proudly, looking down at the tens of thousands of black torrents below, and a vigorous momentum rose to the sky.
He drew the sword at his waist and pointed diagonally ahead.
"The state lord is mighty, long live the state lord!" Yan Zhoujun suddenly shouted loudly in the audience, and his eyes were full of fanatical worship and respect.
The man on the stage is the pride of Yanzhou, and he is also the person they are willing to defend with their lives.
It was he who turned Yanzhou from a barren land into a rich state. It was he who made it possible for ordinary people to live a life of food and clothing and self-esteem. Every family has a field, and young children can read. It was he who made it possible for the lonely elderly to live their old age in peace and not starve to death on the streets.
It is he who makes people live with dignity, and he is the god in his heart.
Such a state lord, all the hot-blooded men of the Yanzhou Army are willing to block him with their lives and blood, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, and the cliff will be filled with his body.
On the side of the stage, Lin Siqin, Chen Beier and Zhuang Yu all looked up at the majestic figure like a mountain, and their eyes were full of pride.
Xie Mingxiu only came to the stage at this time, and began to read out the text aloud three steps behind Zhuang Yichen, announcing the crimes of Qin, Chuqi, and the three states, and they would crusade against it on behalf of the sky!
"Expedition!" Zhuang Yichen lightly spit out these two words in his mouth, and the black torrent shouted three times again, and then opened according to their respective sequences.
"Zhuang Yichen, the lord of the four states of Yan, Wei, Zhao and Han, has sent a document to crusade against the three states of Qin, Chu and Qi! At this time, both the world list and the court families of the Seven Kingdoms are speculating about how the battle of the Seven Prefectures within the Zhuang Yi Realm will continue.
And most people feel that Zhuang Yichen will inevitably take a steady and steady approach, but they didn't expect Zhuang Yichen to be so radical and directly attacked.
"Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"
"Does he think that defeating Wei, Zhao, and Han Sanzhou can defeat Qin, Chu, and Qi Sanzhou and join forces?"
"Han Wuya, they are not comparable to Ge Batian, Zhao Zihan and the like!" At this time, the world list that calmed down the heat immediately boiled again.
Compared with the hot theories in the world's list, the reactions of the courts and families of various countries are very calm, especially in the court of Yan Kingdom, which is almost silent. Now no one dares to jump to conclusions.
Liu Wenshi glanced at Mei Dengfeng a little depressed, his mouth moved, and he never had the courage to provoke again.
Zhuang Yichen won all the battles before, making him lose a Wenbao for nothing, and it hurt a lot.
At this time, he happened to notice that Mei Dengfeng's gaze moved, and hurriedly lowered his head.
"Hehe!" Mei Dengfeng smiled secretly, his heart was naturally extremely happy, and when Zhuang Yichen came out, he must invite a table.
"Interesting little guy!" In the sky above the Holy Courtyard, a demi-saint suddenly burst out laughing, which immediately resonated with many people.
"Since everyone thinks it's interesting, why don't you let everyone in the world enjoy it!" An ethereal voice suddenly appeared, and the saints were startled.
However, they immediately woke up, and the characters that they could not even perceive, at this time, the human race could only be the Holy Lord except for the sub-saint.