Jiang Wang paused and then said: "Maybe it's not that far away anymore."

Yu Liyang stopped asking and said instead: "You killed Yi Shengfeng, and Tian Anping forced Ren Qiuli back. These people all came from the South Dou Hall... Did you know that the Changsheng Lord also took action?"

Jiang Wang smiled bitterly: "That's not a level I can get involved in."

"Do you know who is blocking the Changsheng Lord?" Yu Liyang asked again.

Jiang Wang shook his head.

Yu Liyang said slowly: "True Lord Blood River."

Jiang Wang looked up in shock.

The Blood River Sect is the largest sect in the world and has been responsible for suppressing disasters for many years. It itself has a very special significance.

True Lord Blood River will appear on the Qixia battlefield, which shows that Cao Jie has already prepared for the Changluo Jue Formation!

In other words, Jiang Wang's credit for suppressing Huoshui must be discounted. Without him, Huoshui would not have had any problems.

If this matter is clear, Jiang Wang can still be granted the title of marquis based on his military exploits, but he will definitely not have a settlement of 3,000 households.

However, Emperor Qi completely ignored these and did not discount the reward at all.

What a reward!

So, why?

Why is the incident of Lord Xuehe stopping Lord Changsheng of Nandou Hall completely missing from the military news?

And why is Yu Liyang talking about this matter?

Why is it even True Lord Blood River?

Jiang Wang remembered that True Lord Xuehe had previously traveled with True Lord Shendu Wei Xun, and teamed up with three other strong men to enter the sea and cut off the dragon's horns with ten thousand pupils and return. Since he had a personal relationship with Wei Xun, he then intervened in the Qixia battlefield

, helping Qi State to stop the Changsheng Lord is a bit strange.

"Why him?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Maybe you should ask Cao Jie, because I don't know." Yu Liyang said calmly: "I'm just telling you what you should know, so that you, the great genius of Qi, can become more loyal and earn the title of Emperor Qi.

It’s just a favor.”

Jiang Wang vaguely felt that there was still a huge secret hidden in this matter.

Anything that involves secrecy is bound to be bad, and it is often something that his small body cannot handle.

What a pity, he just wants to have a drink today!

He peeled an iron berry and ate it. Then he said, "If I should know, Commander Cao will tell me."

"The Changluo Jue Formation thirty-three years ago may have something to do with True Lord Blood River..." Yu Liyang turned his head, looked at the green fragrant snow osmanthus beside the stone table, and said casually: "When did you know the inside story?

Well, you might as well tell me, I'm curious too."

Without waiting for Jiang Wang to respond, he asked again: "What does it look like here when it blooms?"

"Like falling snow." Jiang Wang said.

Yu Liyang then sighed: "If we have a good meeting today, we should drink sweet-scented osmanthus with wine!"

The sleeves of the robe were waved lightly.

But I saw that the trees were full of green color, and suddenly they turned into the color of snow.

The white petals fluttered down, with dancing spots. For a moment, I didn’t know whether they were snowflakes or sweet-scented osmanthus.

A petal of sweet-scented osmanthus falls happily in the antler bottle... The amber wine contains the first snow.

Yu Liyang raised his wine bottle and made a brief gesture.

Jiang Wang then raised his glasses and drank together.

What a true gentleman!

The flowering period has changed, and the lips are red and the teeth are white. It is the coming of youth.

At this moment, Yu Liyang, with a rare innocent smile, as if he was afraid of waking someone up from a dream, asked softly: "How?"

"The beauty is beautiful, and the fragrance is also very fragrant." Jiang Wang said honestly: "But I don't know why, but it always feels inappropriate."

Yu Liyang was probably drunk, looking up at the falling sweet-scented osmanthus like snow, and said in a long voice: "I often wonder, is there a greater power in the world that can change this?"

He withdrew his gaze and said to Jiang Wang, "Human, the timing of your appearance is very important."

Turning up his sleeves, he stood up and walked out of the hospital. He just said: "The wine is very good, see you later!"

There was no sound in the courtyard for a long time.

The Marquis of Daqi Wu'an sat quietly in the snow.

Snow is an image of purity.

The color of snow can sometimes also be a form of extreme sadness.

On the 24th of January, Jiang Wang, with his arms wrapped in white cloth, stood with Chong Xuansheng.

Behind them were 767 soldiers of the victorious camp.

Everyone's left arm is wrapped in snow.

In front of them is a tall common house with a monument that reads: Victory.

There is no inscription on the body of the monument.

There are really no words that can engrave the fate of fighting side by side for dozens of days and traveling thousands of miles.

On the battlefield of the Conquest of Xia, the Victory Battalion experienced a replenishment.

At that time, 547 people died in the battle. Later, they came from the Allied Forces of the Eastern Territories and the Xia Kingdom's surrendered army, and selected the best to supplement them. After the full force, dozens of people were killed in the Minxi Corridor, and in the Sang Mansion...

There are only 836 people left.

Of these 836 people, 69 did not survive their injuries.

So in the end, these 767 people were left.

Their future is secure, and the wealth each of them plunders on the battlefield is enough for them to enjoy for a lifetime.

As for the family members of those who died in the war, Chong Xuansheng had already contacted them one by one. The Qi military had contacted them once and provided corresponding compensation and condolences. Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang had provided another compensation in the name of the Victory Battalion.

In addition to equally sharing the wealth they looted from the battlefields of Xia Kingdom, they were also given the status of a good family son of Daqi or extraordinary opportunities based on their different family situations...

But can these heal the pain?

There is no answer.

The cruelty of war cannot be fully expressed in words. Sometimes it is only reflected in people's sad hearts.

Jiang Wang and Chongxuan Sheng stood in front of the common house. They had done everything they had to do and had nothing else to say after the sacrifice.

"Are you going to Jixia Academy tomorrow?" Chong Xuansheng asked.

"Yes." Jiang Wang replied.

There was no sound after that.

This is the best cemetery you can find on Ganma Mountain.

Xu Fang, a famous scholar who lived a life of poverty, was also buried here.

The wind blows.
Chapter completed!