Like Bianliang City, when Yuan Muzhen pulled the blood-colored canopy, covering the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles, turning this heaven and earth into a blood-colored world, everyone in the city walked outside the house.

Like the people of Bianliang, the people of Jinyang felt the despair of falling into the abyss when they first felt the attack of the gods.

This desperation aggravated when Motomu Zhen made a move, allowing everyone to see the boundless darkness. They were terrified and panicked, like they were in the last days.

The city was full of children weeping, women were paralyzed, and men were stunned.

Unlike the people of Bianliang, the top cultivators in Jinyang City were not defeated under Yuan Muzhen, and ended up fleeing in embarrassment, abandoning the soldiers and civilians of the city.

On the contrary, they defeated Motoki Jin.

In the end, it was not only the Great Qi cultivators of the Wang Ji Realm who fled like a lost dog, but the Tianyuan Khan who was invincible in the world cultivation realm!

At this moment, the city is boiling!

The scholars and scholars hugged each other and cried, the common people danced with their hands, the soldiers defending the city kept hitting their chests with their fists, and the cultivators followed Zhao Xuanji's example, laughing with their hands on their waists.

How big the despair and how deep the fear was before, how fierce the hope and surprise of Jinyang City are now!

If you have not experienced the endless and endless night, you do not know the preciousness of the first light of dawn.

Now, the people of Jinyang know that they will not die, they know that Jinyang City will not be conquered by the Beihu army, it is impossible for the Beihu army to kill, burn and loot in the city, they will not be separated from their wives and families, and their families will not be ruined!

Their lives will continue smoothly, this national war will not plunge them into destruction, everything is no different from usual, suffering and death are just a dream of Nanke.

People who have been reborn are running in the streets and alleys to celebrate.

After a period of celebration, people stopped one after another, and more and more soldiers and civilians turned their eyes in the direction of the Zhao mansion, first a brief silence, and then a higher shout.

"The Metropolitan Governor is mighty!"

"The Zhao clan is mighty!"

"Great Qi is mighty!"

"Zhao Gongzi is mighty!"

"Qi people are mighty!"

The shouts from the heart, wave after wave, one after another, gradually flooded the entire city, and gathered together, forming a momentum of bullfighting, in this bright spring day, shaking the world of Jinyang.

This voice is far louder than an army of 100,000 attacking a city, and it is far away for hundreds of miles!

Everyone who looked at the direction of the Zhao family mansion and yelled realized the strength of the Zhao family at this moment.

How strong is the Yuan Mu Zhen of the Heavenly and Human Realm, how deep the oppression is brought to them, and the Zhao clan, who defeated the Tian Yuan Khan, is unrivaled in their hearts, and how strong the other party's power to protect them is.

Since the national war, there has never been a moment when the people of Jinyang have such great confidence in Daqi winning the national war.

Zhao Ning, who was standing on a high place, saw the fiery eyes cast from all directions, saw the countless people in the streets and alleys, the high-spirited faces, and heard the other party looking at them chanting mighty voices, and he also felt unprecedented power.

Seven years after being born again, there has never been a day when he is so relaxed as he is now.

The burden on his shoulders has finally been unloaded!

The long road ahead is no longer dark, the light has been sprinkled through the night sky, and it is no longer a thin bunch, but a bright one!

Years of careful planning day and night, exhaustive preparations year after year, and running without a moment of carrying, in exchange for the impregnable defense system and strength of the Jindi copper wall, finally allowed him to defeat the invincible, Heaven and Man Realm Yuan Mu Zhen today!

When he was reborn, no one believed that the Tian Yuan army was the best army in the world, with the combat power to sweep thousands of miles and swallow all directions, far from being able to match the scattered army of Great Qi Chengping for more than a hundred years;

Before today, few people believed that Yuan Muzhen, the grassland hero, was already the only heavenly and human realm in the world, and killing the king was like slaughtering pigs and dogs, and the court of Great Qi and the emperor could not compete at all!

For seven years, when the nobles, officials, and wealthy people of Qi indulged in pleasure, ate and drank at the peak of prosperity, unscrupulously fought for power and profit, and fished the common people, only Zhao Ning realized how serious the country's internal and external troubles were, and what kind of suffering the country's rivers and mountains and hundreds of millions of people were about to face!

Exactly seven years......

In countless moments, when Zhao Ning looked up at the night sky, what he saw was the endless smoke of his previous life that lasted for ten years, the cities that had been turned to ashes in the blood and fire, the king's soldiers who fell in a pool of blood, and the clansmen and people who had been reduced to corpses in front of the Beihu Iron Cavalry.

No one knows how heavy the sorrow is in his heart, no one understands how heavy the sorrow is in his heart.

People only know that with his natural nature, it should be in the late stage of the Wang Ji Realm at this moment, where can he understand how he can concentrate on cultivation without distractions?

As a reborn, Zhao Ning is the only prophet in this world and the only wise man of the Great Qi Dynasty.

Rebirth gave him the opportunity to turn the tide from the beginning, and it also gave him a dark world!

In this world as dark as an abyss and muddy as a swamp, he is burdened with the lives and disgrace of his clansmen and relatives, and the life and death of the country of Daqi, but he can only walk alone.

Even though the Zhao clan had already accumulated strength at all costs and began to prepare for a full-scale national war, Zhao Ning could not tell anyone the thoughts buried in his heart, even those close to him would have more or less thought that he had done so many things that exceeded the duties of his courtiers with the intention of rebellion.

Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who do not know me say what I want.

But for Zhao Ning, a reborn person, it is impossible for anyone in the whole world to really know him and understand him!

Even Wei Wuxian, who is a small gangster and is as close as a brother, over the years, how can he not think more or less that he Zhao Ning is dissatisfied with the emperor's suppression and retribution of power from the family, and wants to follow the example of the Taizu of this dynasty to seek a change of heaven and earth, and a yellow robe?

Even if she is Yang Jiani, who is extremely smart and meticulous, didn't she once believe that he Zhao wanted to rebel?

No one can really understand him.

The great things he sought were misunderstood, but he couldn't give a perfect explanation, and those who achieved great things were not sought by the public, so he could only choose to be silent all these years - move forward in silence.

And today, with the help of everyone, he finally let Yuan Muzhen return in Jinyang!

At this point in the national war, no one will underestimate the power of Beihu, and all people of insight and hot-blooded children, including hundreds of millions of people, will do their best to support the national war;

Tianyuan Khan, who can destroy the confidence and top strength of the Great Qi National War, will no longer be able to regard the Great Qi world as a fish on the chopping block from now on!

Next, it will be a normal national war.

From this moment on, Zhao Ning no longer needs to be frightened, nor does he need to sigh all night.

His seven years of hard work have finally been exchanged for a normal national war - in this turbulent torrent, with his strength and his previous layouts, he will no longer be afraid of any existence.

For the first time, he was full of confidence in the future.

Just like these Jinyang people in front of them who have no end in sight.

The difference is that the confidence of ordinary people stems from more or less ignorance, and it is the ignorant who are fearless, they have no idea what is really going on in this world, but they only see real hope and have courage.

Only Zhao Ning has truly understood everything, truly controlled everything at the moment, and has come to the absolute confidence of reason based on the comprehensive reality.

His faith will truly change the situation and the world in front of him!

From this moment on, the national war was different.

The world is different!

He is no longer alone against the trend, nor is he going against the world with the Zhao family.

Seven years have passed, and in the spring of the thirteenth year of Qianfu, today, he has finally created his own general trend!

The general trend of the world that belongs to him Zhao Ning alone!

Song Zhi inherited the general trend created by the previous emperors of the Great Qi Dynasty, and Yuan Muzhen single-handedly opened up the general trend with the talent of the ages, in the eyes of Zhao Ning at this moment, it is no longer an unbreakable iron curtain that controls the world and controls everything.

The general trend created by him Zhao Ning has broken the ground and risen into the sky at this time, and in the future, he should compete with these two head-on in the world and compete with each other!

At this moment, he wanted to ask: The vicissitudes of the sea show the true character of the hero, the green mountains stand tall and do not fall into the ambition of Lingyun, who will dominate the ups and downs of the vast land of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?

He smiled.

Under the blue and cloudless spring, in front of the warm soldiers and civilians in the city, Zhao Ning smiled lightly and brightly, smiled with unprecedented confidence and ease, and smiled with pride.

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Zhao Xuanji didn't stay on the roof for too long, although he didn't fall into a coma like the proprietress, the scholar, and the red cardoon, he was also injured a lot, and he needed to breathe in time.

Zhao Ning sent them all back to the courtyard and invited the Zhao clan to take care of them.

Although they are not in danger of their lives, it is not easy to heal their injuries, and if they want to recover to their peak state, there is no need to hope for three or five years. After all, the means of the heavenly and human realms are not so easy to accept.

When Yuan Muzhen withdrew, Zhao Ning saw that the other party was hit by the cadre Mo Xie and Xuanyuan Sword at the same time, and the severity of the injury was only heavier than that of the boss lady and others, and now he had to retreat immediately when he went back.

However, after all, the other party is a heavenly realm, the background is relatively high, and the recovery should be faster, whether it will be able to get out of the customs in one step before the boss lady and others in three or five years, it is not easy to say at present.

All in all, everyone has to support it in the past few years.

What Zhao Ning wants is the past few years.

Among the crowd, the old man was the least injured, basically no major problem, settled Hongkou, Zhao Ning solemnly hugged his fists in the house and thanked him:

"Fortunately, thanks to the help of Xuanyuan, Mo Xie, and the cadres, this defeated Yuan Muzhen, and my Great Qi Dynasty was able to avoid the fate of the collapse of the mansion - Zhao Ning is here to thank you. ”

The old man stopped Zhao Ning's bowing action, looked at him and said solemnly: "The general who supports the building is not for me Xuanyuan Yimai, nor is it for Mo Xie, but Ning boy, you, with your Zhao family."

"If you really want to say thank you, it should be the old man who thanks you - thank you for the society and the people of the world. For the sake of the world, you don't care about personal gains and losses, you work hard and hard, others can't understand it, how can the old man not know?

"Ning boy, over the years, I have really suffered you......"

Hearing these words, Zhao Ning's heart was like fire, his blood was surging, and he almost couldn't help it for a while, and he wanted to choke on the spot.

In the past seven years, thousands of days and nights of dedication and struggle, he has never told humanity about hardship, nor has he told anyone about grievances, sweat and blood, loneliness and depression, but he swallowed it silently.

Now that someone can truly understand him, recognize his efforts and respect his blood and sweat, how can he not be moved?