Qingshi Zengshu, the Ping of the East China Sea, there is a country, the fairyland Penglai when it is victorious, undefeated for thousands of years, and the prosperous era is peaceful; When the defeat was defeated, the earth was scorched overnight, the black birds were wandering, and the white bones were not buried. According to later generations, God could not bear the death of the lord of Rong'an, and ordered her to cross Dongying in person, save the people of Li in danger, and solve the seven sufferings of the world.

Mu Ruoying and others gathered on the coast, the fireworks in the distance were filled, the black smoke was billowing out, and the red light was so dazzling and scorching in the dark night, it was like a flower blooming on the other side of hell, crossing half of the people and destroying half of the people. The entire Dongying City slowly collapsed in such a firelight, until the fire soared into the sky and drifted to the Central Plains thousands of miles away, it burned red eyes along the sea horizon, and burned the entire land of Dongying into a black one, it was satisfied to stop the spreading trend, the prosperity and wealth of Dongying, and the dark hearts hidden under the golden decoration were slowly revealed at this moment.

After leaving Dongying, the army went straight down to the East China Sea and went to Fuwan to join Chu Lingran. This is the first battle Mu Ruoying has experienced, she doesn't act like a woman at all, she has a natural spirit and irrefutable majesty, but only she knows in her heart that the blood of the Dongying Emperor splashed on her white horse, and the wound that sprayed out the white bones and the people of Dongying knelt on the ground and begged for mercy but gradually lost their sound in the scorching firelight, she couldn't bear the misery of life, even if she knew in her heart that the peace in this troubled world had to be exchanged for blood. She was tired, but she could not show a moment of cowardice for the sake of her people, and only a brave man could have faith to win every victory, and to make peace for a short time.

And once Chu Lingran's army approached the coastline of Fuwan, the whole army leaned on the shore bordering Fuwan, and it was only five miles away from the time when Dongying's army was stationed. Most of the troops in the Central Plains were generals who had fought countless battles led by Chu Lingran, and they were well-trained to hide in the half-human-high grass, waiting for Chu Lingran's orders to act again. Chu Lingran only took five soldiers with him and went to Dongying's army alone. If they want to join Mu Ruoying's army, they must drag Dongying's army for a few hours. At this time, the night had not yet completely become dark, and Chu Lingran and the generals acted separately to avoid being discovered by the patrolling guards.

Chu Lingran lit the Rakshasa flower outside the military camp stationed in Fuwan in Dongying, and every general in the Central Plains had already taken the antidote soup the night before, waiting for the fragrance of the flowers to permeate every corner of Fuwan, the moon should be hanging in the highest part of the sky, and it was up and down to see who would be in charge tonight.

With the light of the fire, a strong fragrance of flowers quickly spread, breaking into every wind-permeated camp tent in the shape of smoke visible to the naked eye, and only a little fragrance was needed to take away all the will and sanity of the Dongying army. Hell Rakshasa, on the other side of the world, in fact, nothing can really escape the catastrophe, just crossing the Lethe River in vain, and the floating life has not stopped. It flies all over the sky, scorching the last of its life, and once the smoker enters his nasal cavity, the aroma will control his sanity until... Having lost all will, they just want to sink in this happy dream.

Chu Lingran motioned for the remaining soldiers to retreat to their original positions, waiting for the next move of the Dongying general. Sure enough, as soon as they returned to the grass where the soldiers were hiding five miles away, they heard the Dongying generals running out of the camp tent restlessly, they seemed to be hot and dry, but they were thirsty, and they lost their minds and scratched all the epidermis on their bodies, until every place on their bodies left finger marks, and they began to stop the restless movements in their hands. With a long sigh of relief, they sat on the ground with happy faces, as if relieved, and they rolled happily on the ground, without the slightest concern, and let the new rain of yesterday loosen the dirt on the lawn, and it was all pasted on their faces, and even in their mouths. It's like a two-year-old intelligent child, who only does what he thinks is happy and happy, laughing when they want and crying when they are sad. The mood swings are extremely serious, and the generals of the Central Plains never know what the Rakshasa flower is, but only think that it is a hypnotic drug that the general bought from the black market.

After Chu Lingran's army stayed in the grass for about an hour, he saw the layers of darkness spreading over the coastline in the distance, and all the Dongying across the sea had been destroyed, and at this moment, looking at those generals, they were still playing in the grass without any waves, and they were self-absorbed. They watched as the puffs of green smoke rose above their kingdom and the brightly lit cities in the distance were now glowing with a crimson color from the ghosts of hell under the red flames in the sky. They will finally have to pay the price of blood for their greed and the destruction of their humanity, and that is tonight... The people of Fuwan can return to their homeland!

The whistle of the harbor in the distance was shocking, it was Mu Ruoying's army to converge, and the morale of the army was ignited at once, and they had already risen in the belief of victory since they saw the black smoke outside the coastline. The generals who had not fought for a long time and were a wretched general in the capital threatened to be a real general in Fuwan, and they would follow Chu Lingran to fight the world.

Mu Ruoying got off the boat and saw Chu Lingran waiting for her arrival on the coast, her eyes blazing, tossing and turning. It was a concern, he let Mu Ruoying complete his ambition, and the woman didn't want to be looked down on for stubbornness, but his worries about Mu Ruoying were so torn and implicated, only the moment he saw Mu Ruoying return safely to his side, he was at ease. Now that all his courage and courage have returned, he should take the army with him... to reclaim their territory and honor.

"The Central Plains army listens to my orders!"

Under Chu Lingran's instructions, all the soldiers who were originally on the ship and crawling in the grass were all assembled on the original battle, ready to give the final blow to Dongying's army. They divided dozens of warships and outflanked the main forces of all the warships in Dongying, while the army in the Central Plains with poor water performance surrounded the camp where the Dongying army was stationed, and they waited for the Dongying army to come to their senses and then annihilate them in one fell swoop.

Mu Ruoying looked at Chu Lingran, who was riding a black horse in the middle of the army, and remembered that a few days ago she asked him why he didn't wipe out all the Dongying troops before they woke up, reducing the exile of the army. He said that for a general, if he easily kills an opponent, then he has a high probability of being killed by the next opponent, but if he tries his best to save his life, he will cherish his life, and he will never leave a chance for the opponent to take his life in the next battle. This is a respect for oneself, and it is also a last decency for Dongying.

Dongying's army gradually regained consciousness, and the moment they woke up, they saw the Central Plains army surrounded in front of them, and the strong smell that permeated the sky overhead, and ... The source of the smell is their homeland. They thought that Fang had just had a long nightmare, that the beauty just now was real, and that the military situation in front of them was nothing. Knowing that the Central Plains snare drum sounded, the warships in the distant eastern frontier began to emit a piercing whistle, dragging them back to reality, they... Indeed, the kingdom has perished.

Chu Lingran rode to the center of the formation in the army, threw out a round object wrapped in coarse cloth, and threw it in front of the Dongjiang general. Under gravity, the object rolled dozens of times and stopped, scarlet blood seeped out of the cloth, the coarse cloth slowly loosened, and they saw a terrible head staring at them with round eyes, gray hair, and a haggard face, as if it had aged ten years overnight. That's their king... That towering and invincible person is now so insulted by the army of the Central Plains, as if to tell them that it is so easy for them to take Dongying. What they did to the people of Fuwan was self-reaping.

"Will... General, this is Your Majesty'......"

As soon as the warriors of Dongying regained their senses, they saw the heads of their kings rolling in the muddy grass with hideous faces, and the soldiers in front of them seemed to be invincible, staring at them like this, they were about to experience the most terrible war.

"Shut up! Listen to my orders, and the whole army will line up! We, there is one last move. ”

Dongying's generals have just come to their senses, even if their monarch is dead, the land is gone, they can reorganize their homes in Fuwan, as long as they have the last chess piece left to be unexplored, they have bargaining chips to negotiate terms with the Central Plains army.

"General, don't worry... I went to visit Dongying two hours ago, how do you treat my people, how can our big country not return the courtesy? I cut off the head of your king, burned all the guards in the capital, captured all the people of Dongying, and destroyed your entire city, to thank you for your hospitality to Fuwan in the past three years. As for... The rest of the move, the general doesn't need to worry about it, they are now waiting for us to return triumphantly on the land of Eastern Xinjiang, take your heads and blood to commemorate their bloody lives, I sent tens of thousands of troops in the Central Plains to compare with Dongying, who was the master of the original rules set a hundred years ago, and now there are people who are thieves who do not die, but unfortunately the strength is not good, can I be bullied by the rats in the Central Plains? The general has forgotten who is the master. ”

Mu Ruoying originally withdrew from the army, wanting to watch Chu Lingran annihilate Dongying from afar, but she went to the battlefield with Chu Lingran along the way, whether it was swordsmanship or horsemanship, she was the lord of the Central Plains, and all she could do was to make the last effort for these undead to show her indebtedness. She wants to cut off the heads of those beasts with her own hands to nourish the flowers and plants of Fuwan.

Dongying's generals were terrified when they heard that the woman in front of them had rescued the people of Fuwan, and now they didn't even have the last bit of bargaining chips left, their military aircraft reserves were all under the Central Plains, and their proud maritime technology was also on par with Dongjiang, and their battle was a dead end.

"Ling Ran, do you understand what I meant by what I told you, putting him to death and coming back to life?"

A few months ago, on the chess move with General Hong, Mu Ruoying mentioned to them that Dongying is a stop, and the place of death can be reborn, step by step, all of them are carefully arranged, Dongying This battle, how to write history in the future is meaningless justice, success and defeat, history has always been written by successful people, this legend is the story of Chu Lingran and Mu Ruoying, whether it is a folk biography, or the official history of the pen, it is just a few pages of ink, only the two of them know, the world is turning over from this moment, they want to let the mountains and rivers know who is in charge of the Central Plains!

"Rush with me! We take them home! ”

Chu Lingran gave an order, tens of thousands of troops were ready to go, and began to attack the Dongying army surrounded by them layer by layer with majestic momentum, every general was like this, with one block hundred, it was unstoppable, so that when later generations wrote about this battle, they gave him a deified bright name: the mountains and rivers roared, and the sun and the moon were reversed.

The army slowly gathered in the middle, and the Dongying army was frightened by the indestructible faith and momentum, and in the end they just blindly fled, they escaped the first layer of defense line, and the second layer of Central Plains armor was waiting for them, laying a net in Fuwan, and no one could survive from Fuwan. In the end, the eyes of the few thousand soldiers were full of panic, some of them were insane, throwing away their armor, some kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, praying to Mu Ruoying and Chu Lingran for their past sins. They looked at the scene of their compatriots' flesh and blood all over the ground, bleeding and drifting, and the iron cavalry of the Central Plains was still standing firm on their horses, and the blood on their bodies seemed to be all from the Dongying soldiers, they were sent by God to order them to die, so they were undefeated in a hundred battles.

Mu Ruoying sent people to surround them, her horse's hooves approached step by step, standing at the front and looking at those cowardly puppets who couldn't even hold their swords, she couldn't help but laugh in her heart, how dirty people's hearts must be to give birth to these ugly faces. The "majestic soldiers" who burned, killed and plundered, disregarded the separation of their wives and their lives, are now kneeling and begging for mercy in the same area, regardless of the pain of their own country and the shame of the people. Even if Dongying doesn't set foot in that territory today, how long can he really survive?

Mu Ruoying waited without saying a word for the roar of the harbor in the distance, the last ship was about to arrive, and the people of Fuwan finally went home. As soon as the ship was admitted to the harbor, several groups of Fuwan people shed tears on their own land, and their scarlet eyes were Mu Ruoying's comfort and comfort to them, which was her promise to her people. In the future, when they create a new home here, they will surely live a lifetime without remorse and endless shame in their hearts. Mu Ruoying saw them staggering in the distance, but they left Fuwan on four days, and they were unrecognizable after all. And Ling'er at this time, as soon as she got off the ship, Qingfeng went to pick her up and take her on horseback, Ling'er obviously had a temper, but she could see a sword mark on Qingfeng's wrist, and the blood did not stop, she didn't have any resentment, but she felt sorry for him.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, the blood belongs to someone else."

"You're going to lie to me."

How could blood be someone else's? The wound had not yet scabbed, and as long as I exerted force, there was more blood stains on the placket than before. It's just a small amount of peace of mind, but it's enough to kill the resentment and anxiety of the day. He's still in... That's it.

"These people... Is it good to hand it over to the people of Fuwan? ”

Mu Ruoying looked at Chu Lingran, asking for his consent, it stands to reason that a war should always leave some puppets to return to the Central Plains, but now they no longer need to care about all parties in the Central Plains, this matter can be decided by Chu Lingran. Chu Lingran looked at Mu Ruoying's eyes looking at him, half sincere, half sincere. Why didn't she know that she was the one who really made the decisions in this world?

"I listen to Madame."