Ziguang Mountain, a beautiful hill five miles east of Fengling Town.

At dusk, Zhu Xiaoqi held a jar of wine in his hand and sat alone at the foot of the mountain. Opposite him, there are ten new tombs, in which lie quietly the ten members of the team who died in the Battle of Ganling. Waking up from his slumber and still immersed in the joy of the rest of his life, he fell into deep grief after seeing the war report.

One general was incompetent, killing a thousand troops, and he felt great remorse for his reckless actions. Where there is battle, there is sacrifice, and this truth is understood by recruits, and any soldier must be prepared to lose his life from the moment he steps on the battlefield. However, the sacrifice of a soldier must be worthwhile, otherwise it is the incompetence of the general.

Looking back at the battle of Ganling now, Zhu Xiaoqi feels that he seems to have gained nothing except to anger his opponent. Although the casualties of the Rising Sun soldiers were even heavier, what was this for Meng Yi, who held 500,000 Wind Spirit Iron Cavalry? And he, in this battle, lost not only ten soldiers, but also ten brothers that he could trust and rely on in this world, and suffered the heaviest blow in his military career! Blindly optimistic and blindly confident, he thought that he had formulated a plan that could completely annihilate the enemy and win a brilliant victory, but in the end, he fell headlong in front of the absolute strength of the enemy, not only failed to break Meng Yi's arm, but he was hit hard. This painful lesson of blood continued to devour his heart like a poisonous snake, making him want to go crazy.

"I'm sorry, my brothers, I hurt you, I'm just a fucking arrogant bastard!" Zhu Xiaoqi looked at the name on the tombstone, his eyes were full of sadness. This young man in the prime of life gave up his original life path and chose to follow him because he had painted a beautiful future for them. When they confidently bid farewell to the past and went on his way, he sent them to the grave with his own hands.

"You are all the bravest warriors of Tianlong, I respect you!" After being silent for a long time, Zhu Xiaoqi held the wine jar and sprinkled it in front of the grave, and then raised his neck and drank bitterly.

"His body has just recovered, and this way of drinking is very hurtful. In the woods next to the mountain road in the distance, Cang Yuyao looked at Zhu Xiaoqi and said with a sad face.

"Let him vent!" Xuanyuan Yu sighed lightly, "The battle of Ganling has stimulated him too much. This guy is getting more and more courageous, and I believe you will soon see a brand new Zhu Xiaoqi. ”

In fact, he has been having a hard time all these years. We don't know how much unknown bitterness is hidden behind his bright smile. Maybe, I should really be nicer to him, at least when he's sad, there will be someone to talk to. Cang Yuyao's heart hurts.

"When he gets to the second layer of the Demon Prison, maybe the situation will be better. When he is not strong enough, having too much power in his hands will hurt him. Gale is an example, the powerful power gave him great self-confidence, but he encountered a huge crisis in Meng Yi's counterattack. Xuanyuan Yu smiled bitterly.

"It's only more than half a year, can he complete the mission of hell?" Cang Yuyao looked worried.

"Who knows, he is now competing with Meng Yi, and if that guy doesn't withdraw for a day, he won't be able to concentrate on completing the task!"

"Let's go, let him be alone. ”

The two of them looked at Xuanyuan Yu deeply and quietly disappeared on the mountain road.

"Because it can bloom beautifully, the flowers will not refuse to zero. In fact, the grief of the living often only makes the deceased uneasy. A familiar voice came into Zhu Xiaoqi's ears.

Raising his red eyes, he saw a young man in a make-up suit, standing in front of the grave with his hands in his hands, quietly staring at the tombstones.

"Are you—Long Rui?" Zhu Xiaoqi shook his head hard, trying to make sure he wasn't drunk. But if he wasn't drunk, how could this little marquis of Tianlong appear here?

"This battle could have been avoided, but unfortunately I came too late. Long Rui sighed lightly, walked straight to him, snatched the wine jar from his hand, raised his neck and drank.

Hearing his words, Zhu Xiaoqi was confused.

"You don't know Meng Yi as a person, but I know something about him. It is said that the 800 guards around him are worth 100,000 troops. It is said that in the battle to subdue the Wind Spirit Clan, he only used 400 guards to capture the sixteen elders of the Wind Spirit Clan, including the patriarch, in one night, and forced the Wind Spirit Clan to submit. It is said that he once defeated five martial artists in five moves in a court competition in the rising sun and won the title of god of war. Long Rui said slowly while wiping his mouth.

"Are you telling the truth?" Zhu Xiaoqi's eyes widened.

"I can't guarantee it's true, I can only say that the sources are reliable. Long Rui sighed lightly, "So, you don't have to grieve for them, their lives have bloomed brightly, because you took them to create a miracle of war!"

"War miracle?" Zhu Xiaoqi's eyes became clear, "How do you know about this?"

"There should be an audience for that fight, right? I happen to be friends with him. Long Rui smiled.

A figure appeared in Zhu Xiaoqi's mind. Xuanyuan Yu once told him that a strange thing happened on the battlefield after he was knocked unconscious by the pillar of light: at the most critical moment of the battle, Zheng Mengxiang, who had assassinated him, suddenly appeared on the battlefield and destroyed the enemy's magic circle.

"You mean Zheng Mengxiang?" asked Zhu Xiaoqi tentatively.

Long Rui nodded, and said with a wry smile: "He also asked me to bring you a message, if you want to live longer, it is better to use less things like the magic circle, he doesn't want you to die in the hands of others." You look at these people you have offended, it is really a miracle that you have survived to this day. ”

Zhu Xiaoqi was silent.

"You're here just to sue me about this?" he looked at Long Rui and sighed lightly after a long time.

"No, I'm here because when I went back, I suddenly found that I had spent all my money in the family. So I had no choice but to come to Blackwater City, ready to sell myself to you to pay off the debt. Long Rui said lightly.

"I'm not interested in your chrysanthemums. Zhu Xiaoqi shook his head and stared at him with slanted eyes, "Moreover, 500,000 gold coins, do you think you are worth the price?"

"Whether it's worth it or not, you will know in a month. Long Rui said proudly.

"What does it mean?" asked Zhu Xiaoqi blankly.

"I assert that Meng Yi will withdraw his troops from the Northland within a month. Moreover, he will surely strike a thunderous blow at you before withdrawing. Do you believe it? If you do, I think I'm worth the price. After Long Rui finished speaking, he turned around and sprinkled all the wine in the altar in front of the grave.

"Good. The business is dealing, and I want your people. However, if you guess wrong, take off your clothes yourself in a month and get out of Blackwater City with your pants on!" Zhu Xiaoqi looked at his back and sneered.

"Can I not even wear pants?" Long Rui turned around and asked rhetorically.

When Long Rui arrived in Blackwater City, the situation in the Western Continent was becoming more severe.

The diplomatic struggle between the Rising Sun and the Celestial Dragon is becoming more and more intense, the protests against each other and solemn protests are repeated every day, the ambassadors of the two countries are preparing the same diplomatic rhetoric every day, and the cleaners of the embassies of the two countries are almost tortured to death by broken eggs all over the floor every day. Despite the growing diplomatic struggle, both sides tacitly exercised due restraint. For the Rising Sun, war is an option for the future, and the time is not ripe for now. And for Tianlong, war seems to be the last option, and a war with the strongest empire in the Western Continent is destined to have no good fruit to eat.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, the Phoenix Dance Empire made another move.

On April 25, the Fengwu Empire announced that it would send a special envoy to visit the Celestial Dragon Empire to discuss the opening of border port cities. A sensitive action during the sensitive period conveys the determination of the Phoenix Dance Empire to support the Heavenly Dragon.

What does the opening of the port mean? It means that the Celestial Dragon and Phoenix Dance Empires will drastically reduce the garrisons on each other's borders, and it means that the two countries will put more troops where they are needed. Where is the need? Naturally, it is the border of the Rising Sun Empire. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that such intimate relations between countries are usually not based on unreserved trust in each other, but on pressure from other countries. This is definitely not good news for the Rising Sun, because after the two empires are huddled, he will incur revenge from both if he wants to nibble on either of them.

This news itself has attracted much attention to the special envoy, and the selection of the head of the special mission has attracted the attention of the entire continent. The head of the regiment is Feng Wuyan, the eldest princess of the Phoenix Dance Empire, the legendary god of ice and snow. It is said that since the age of twelve, this princess has been stationed under the Great Wall of Ice and Snow to lead the army to fight against the demon Meizu under the northern ice field, and has not been defeated for ten years. The Ice and Snow Legion she created is recognized as the strongest legion in the countries of the Western Continent, and it is the Great Wall of Steel in the Western Continent to resist foreign invasions. Her legendary life, her indifference and cruelty, and her brilliant achievements, just like her mysterious appearance, are the best talking points for the mainland people after dinner.

This visit was her first appearance on the stage of mainland politics, and naturally became the focus of attention.

The reporters in the Eastern Continent suddenly went crazy.

"After waiting for more than ten years, my hair is going to turn white, and finally our goddess will come out of the Great Wall of Ice and Snow! Even if I pay out of my own pocket, I will accompany her to Tianlong and record her words and deeds!" said a reporter from the Fengwu Empire excitedly

"Damn, fighting a war is a ball, it's not like I haven't seen it! The Heavenly Dragon Empire's Lao Tzu has decided! I must let the true face of the ice and snow god of war appear on the headlines of "The Rising Sun", it is worth dying!" A certain reporter from the Rising Sun Empire is not even afraid of death.

"The majesty wearing the crown is intoxicating, but the god of war wearing the mask is itchy! I can get drunk, but I can't stand the itch like a cat scratching, so I have to go and see it!" a reporter from the Meiya Empire picked up his backpack and set off.

"I'm RI, what's the situation? A princess is on a foreign visit, and she makes a move bigger than the empress! Ice and snow god of war, damn it, is she more bullish than Meng Yi? The little woman is so messy, how can Lao Tzu be mixed up in this world!" In the Tianlong Empire, in a small border town, a certain fat man stared at a few newspapers in his hand, full of emotion.

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