Ordinary people of Yunqin will not think too far-reaching, they will not think about the fact that the Qianxia Border Pass has been completely lost, and the Yunqin army is retreating in a planned way, giving up half of Nanling Province, nor will they think about what kind of results will be brought if the grain and grass and a large number of Yunqin powerful ordnance carried by the Damang army annihilated by Hu Piyi's army in the dark night really fall into the hands of Wenren Cangyue.

Most of the simple Yunqin people have extremely simple ideas, the more than 30,000 reckless water army that was annihilated is the great reckless army that broke through the Falling Star Tomb.

This army, I don't know how many Yunqin people wept bitterly, and their grief and indignation were inexplicable.

However, now the army that attacked the Falling Star Tomb has not been able to run back, but as soon as it landed on the south bank of the Falling Star Lake, it was annihilated by Yun Qin's army, and Yun Qin only suffered less than two thousand casualties.

When they first heard the news, many Yunqin people even thought it was fake, thinking that it was fake news released by the court in order to calm the people's anger, but through various channels, more and more details came, and all the Yunqin people knew that this was what really happened.

The streets and alleys of Yunqin began to stir, and the people of Yunqin began to rejoice and be excited.

Lin Xi, Lord Xiaolin, this title that has been forgotten for a long time, appeared in the mouths of the people of Yunqin in the streets and alleys again, but this time not only in Donggang and Yanlai, but in the entire Yunqin.

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"Shopkeeper, your business is too unauthentic!"

In a cloth shop, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes with thick eyebrows glared at the shopkeeper and said indignantly: "I just saw that you sold the person in front of you three taels of silver, the same roll of silk, exactly the same, but you want me six taels? !

"Shut it up!"

The shopkeeper with a rich face suddenly took two steps forward in a hurry, making a gesture to cover this person's mouth, and at the same time said eagerly and softly: "That's Lord Xiaolin's father..."

"What? Lord Kobayashi! The Lord Kobayashi you are talking about is the one who shot the general of Damang South Road..."The middle-aged man in brocade clothes was suddenly taken aback, and couldn't help but look out.

"Exactly! I see that this friend is a foreigner, but I don't know that Lord Xiaolin is a native of Lulin Town, Donglin Province, and later after serving in Donggang and Yanlai, his family moved to this Yanlai, and that person is the father of Lord Xiaolin! We are usually familiar with our neighbors, and we are all familiar with his temper, and we know that he will not covet us because we respect Lord Xiaolin. But even if Lord Kobayashi hadn't made such an earth-shattering achievement on the battlefield in the south, just what he had done for us in Donggang and Yanlai before, how could we be embarrassed to accept the money from Lord Kobayashi's family. The shopkeeper with a rich face nodded and said with emotion: "If you don't take a penny, Lord Xiaolin's father naturally refuses to ask for it, so our neighbors are tacitly aware that the general price is only half of the price, half sold and half given, which represents our love and gratitude to Lord Xiaolin." ”

"It's Kobayashi-sama's father! I'm lucky enough to meet Kobayashi-sama's father!"

For a while, the middle-aged man in brocade slapped himself in the face again and again, "Look at me... actually competed with Lord Kobayashi's father for the same price. ”

"Those who don't know are not guilty, seeing that my friends love us so much, Lord Xiaolin, I will sell half of your cloth and give it away, and I will also pay three taels of silver!"

"How embarrassing is this, six taels! If you don't accept it, you will not only look down on me, but also humiliate me!"

“.......”

In the midst of the dispute between the buyers of cloth in the cloth shop and the refusal of the cloth sellers, the middle-aged chubby man who had bought some cloth before was walking on the street, facing the neighbors who greeted him politely in return. Hearing the words about Lin Xi that occasionally came into his ears, this ordinary middle-aged chubby man would still be very proud, and said in his heart: "This is my son..."

In the midst of a series of defeats and a kingdom that has been invaded by the opposing army, the empire needs a hero who can comfort the soul.

If Lin Xi only assassinated those dozen reckless generals, I am afraid that he would not be able to become such a hero, but his identity as the chosen one of Qingluan Academy, and his connection with the Falling Star Mausoleum, completed such a battle of revenge, he was destined to become a hero in the eyes of the people of Yunqin in this early summer of the Yunqin Empire, from the military information covered with Gu Yunjing's military seal.

Some of the exciting things he had done before were discovered more and more, and his legendary color and prestige in the minds of the people of Yunqin were instantly raised to an extremely terrifying height, and the vast majority of the people of Yunqin were looking forward to hearing news from him on the battlefield every day.

The people of Yunqin need psychological comfort, and the Yunqin army on the battlefield needs morale and victory even more.

This great victory that happened on a tidal flat on the south bank of the Falling Star Lake quickly spread throughout the army, and in the army, the details of any war naturally maintained the most authentic face, and the young cultivator who wore a priest's robe but carried a huge bow on his back immediately won the respect and worship of more soldiers.

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The pinnacle of the Yunqin Empire, the walls of the Falling Star Mausoleum have all been repaired, but there is no time to deal with the scorched black after the fire.

Before it was attacked and burned by this reckless water army, the walls of the Falling Star Mausoleum were all dark red, and they were all dyed after being soaked in the blood of the 300,000 soldiers of the Southern Moroccan Kingdom for several days.

The north gate of the Falling Star Lake is only more than ten miles away from the Falling Star Lake, and before that, this area was just a racetrack in the army.

Because after the founding of the country, I never thought that the Qianxia Border Pass would be lost, and I didn't expect that the Damang army would be able to pass through half of Nanling Province and then cross the Falling Star Lake, so on the entire north shore of the Falling Star Lake, including the area between the Falling Star Tomb and the Falling Star Lake, the Yunqin military did not do any defense before, and the Damang army that attacked the Falling Star Tomb that day landed here in a grand and rapid manner, and then attacked the city with more than six times the absolute superiority of the army, and quickly broke through the Falling Star Tomb, which made the entire Yunqin Empire a great shame.

At this moment, although the Great Mang army had been annihilated, it was naturally impossible for the Yun Qin military not to guard against the Great Mang army crossing again.

Therefore, on the north shore of the entire Falling Star Lake, the Yun Qin army has already arranged a large number of defenses, and at this moment, in the area from Falling Star City to Falling Star Lake, many deep trenches have also been dug out, and many steel nets, sharpened wooden stakes and other defensive lines to prevent heavy armor and cavalry raids have been arranged.

In the water of Falling Star Lake, there are also many hidden piles, many water-bladed trucks, and many water nets, and it is difficult for boats and rafts to pass.

However, in such waters, when the sun was strong at noon, and many Yun Qin soldiers were still consolidating the defense line and assisting craftsmen to install some crossbows and large catapults on the walls of the Falling Star Tomb, a floating bamboo the size of a bowl quickly floated on the beautiful water surface of the Falling Star Lake.

A person stands on a floating bamboo the size of a bowl.

Standing stood a man dressed in dark red tight-fitting leather armor and carrying a large crimson bow.

This is a cultivator, a cultivator who has come from the lake by relying on a floating bamboo that can carry his weight.

Just the moment they saw this cultivator, all the Yun Qin soldiers in the Falling Star Tomb quickly became vigilant.

Because according to this person's clothing and appearance, it can be determined at the first time that this person is Xu Qiubai, the first archer under Wenren's Cangyue Seat, and the traitorous archer who has also assassinated no less than twenty Yun Qin generals.

Without any superfluous movements, or even a word, the former first archer of Biluoling raised the crimson giant bow in his hand from a distance away from all the distances that Yunqin ordnance could threaten, picked up a crimson arrow, and then opened the bow and fired.

A crimson rainbow light, exhausted as it hit the shore, fell, and nailed diagonally to a dwarf willow.

Then Xu Qiubai turned around, and the floating bamboo carried him, drawing a long waterline on the water, and quickly disappeared from the angry sight of all the Yun Qin soldiers.

Dozens of Yun Qin soldiers rushed to the willow tree as soon as possible, and at the end of the crimson arrow, they found a roll of leather firmly bound with thin threads.

General Yun Qin, who pulled out this arrow, carefully and quickly dismantled the leather scroll, and after reading the contents of it once, his face changed, and his eyes flashed violently.

"Lin Xi, ten days later, under the city of the Falling Star Mausoleum, there will be a battle of life and death! ”

There is only one line of words on this leather scroll.

But such a line of words is enough in the heavily armed Yunqin Empire.

This is a war letter, a war letter requesting a duel!

Soon after Lin Xi had just become a hero in the minds of the people of Yunqin, Xu Qiubai used the simplest, but probably also extremely effective means, to duel directly with Lin Xi!

And the location of this duel is under the Falling Star Mausoleum City!

Right in this glorious and shameful place of Yunqin!

Many Yunqin people may not know that Lin Xi's cultivation is not only one level different from Xu Qiubai's, but all the officials of the Yunqin military, as well as the vast majority of people in the court, know very well that Lin Xi's cultivation is still a huge distance compared to Xu Qiubai.

Using Xu Qiubai's cultivation to challenge Lin Xi, whose cultivation is far inferior to him, is naturally a little shameless in the eyes of cultivators.

And yet now it's war... If Lin Xi didn't go to war and didn't dare to accept his duel, then some of the morale that the Yunqin soldiers had just recovered, as well as the confidence and joy of the Yunqin people, I am afraid that they would suffer a heavy blow.

Da Mang also definitely has a way to spread the news of this challenge to all parts of Yunqin, which is not something that the military can cover up.

But if Lin Xi goes out to fight and is directly killed by Xu Qiubai, so what?

This is simply a dead solution with no solution.

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"What should I do?"

At the head of a sunset city, a general wearing a dark red metal mask who received the message from the Falling Star Mausoleum asked Gu Yunjing beside him in an extremely solemn tone.

Gu Yunjing glanced at him and shook her head calmly, "In my opinion, we can only expect him to bring us miracles." ”

(Merry Christmas ~~~)