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21. The Long Night (End)(2/3)

Li Weiguo, wearing armor, is reporting to Qingqing about the recent war, and there is still a lot of good news, which are similar to things near Luliang Mountain. In this chaotic world, the power of the rivers and lakes is flourishing, and several sects united to capture several small cities.

The most exaggerated thing is that when the Taoist men of the Jade Emperor Palace go down the mountain, they don’t need to intimidate and fight. Most of the cities along Tai'an to Jinan Prefecture are in sight.

With the help of experts, it is much easier to seize the city.

For example, a few days ago, the Huashan team sent the nine-fingered swordsman Che Hua and his wife Shuiyun Female Hero. They were both skilled and brave. They sneaked into the Yizhou City while the night was dark, took the heads of the Mansion and several officers in the city, and set fire to the military camp outside the city.

The Tiance Army arrived at the city of Yizhou the next day. In chaos, the Northern Army was invaded into the city by the Tiance Army without even being able to resist effectively.

These masters who have achieved success in their practice cooperated with the Tiance Army to do this kind of city-capture, especially when the masters of the Witch Sect and the Seven Quarter Sect followed Zhang Chu to the south, wherever they went, they were almost on flat ground.

"What my senior brother said is indeed good. Even if it is a big event like fighting for the world, the power of the people in the martial arts world should not be underestimated."

Qingqing sat at the round table and looked at the map in front of her. She stretched out her hand and drew a red circle in Luliang Mountain, which means that this place was also included in the sphere of influence of the Great Chu.

At first glance, the map is densely packed with red circles. If you want to calculate it roughly, Guanzhong, Henan, Qilu, Lianghu, Huaihe, north and south, plus Jiangnan, Suzhou and Hangzhou, etc. are already in the pocket of the Great Chu.

"The Miao soldiers from Xuanyu's side have advanced into Guangxi."

Qingqing picked up a little man's wood carving and placed it in Guangxi. She rubbed her chin, looked further north, held another wood carving in her hand, and said to Li Weiguo:

"A few days ago, the Tiance Army entered the grassland. What's the situation now?"

"Seven tribes have been captured, and three have been reduced."

Li Weiguo recalled the battle report and said with a close look:

"Yanwei Khan also cooperated with our army to launch a general attack on other tribes. At present, two-thirds of the tribes on the Mongolian grassland have surrendered to Yanwei Khan. At the current progress, only a few more battles north of Xing'an are needed, and the general trend of the grassland can be determined.

By then, Yanwei Khan and our army attacked from the north and could directly attack the hinterland of Liaodong and cut off the last retreat of the Northern Army."

"Well, that's good."

Qingqing smiled and placed the wood carving in her hand on the grassland. Her fingers slid down the grassland and finally landed in the direction of Yanjing City.

"It's all here."

Beside Qingqing, Fei Bird blinked and said to the eldest sister:

"As long as you take Yanjing, Dachu will be in the north without any worries."

"Well, so the next step is to go to Yanjing."

Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. The war was extremely smooth. Although she would encounter some small-scale resistance, it was basically a whale swallowing force, which made her feel very good recently.

She raised her head and said to Li Weiguo:

"General of the State of Wei, please take Yaoguang Guard and follow me to Changshan to meet with Zhao Lian's elite border troops, and then we will invade the city of Yanjing together."

"good!"

Li Weiguo also had a hint of joy on his face.

This attack on the capital of the enemy was a supreme glory for military strategists. He naturally yearned for it, so he said goodbye to Qingqing and went out to rectify the army and horses.

Qingqing yawned. It was late at night and she planned to go and rest.

But in addition to sleepiness, there was also a hint of worry in her heart. She walked to the window, pushed open the sash, and looked into the night sky in the south. She said to the birds beside her:

"Tomorrow is the time for Bailu. Brother and the others will go to Penglai. Although they don't know the result, I think this battle must be extremely dangerous. Alas, I have a little less martial arts and I am responsible for this major event in the world and cannot be free.

If not, I really want to accompany my senior brother and others to go to Penglai together.”

"Sister is chivalrous in her heart."

Asuki sat on the chair next to him, shaking his head and blinking his eyes and said:

"Actually, with my sister's personality, it may be happier to be a knight. For example, I don't really want to be a emperor. If I can choose, maybe I would choose to be a samurai or Onmyoji.

My eyes are so good and suitable to be an Onmyoji.

But how to say it, the world is about people.”

The young man also sighed that he did not belong to his age, and he said:

"People like my sister and I who are destined to do great things are always unfree. Choice is a genuine luxury for us."

"How do you know so much?"

Qingqing turned her head and looked at Feiniao, she said:

"The senior brother has also said similar things, saying that what we are on is not the stage we choose, what we get is not the script we want, maybe it is life.

If there is a fate before life, then in this world, everyone has their own position and everyone has their own work to do.

Either leave everything behind, ignore it, and be selfish and free.

Or you have to do your best to perform the script in your hand on this stage of life.”

Speaking of this, Qingqing stopped.

She raised her left hand and looked at the string of ancient and Zen-like rosary on her wrist. She stroked the gift from her father, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She said:

"You and I are lucky than too many people. So many warriors follow you and so many friends accompany you. Along the way, I will definitely gain more than a cold dragon throne.

We also gained so many other things.

Those experiences, every time I think about them, will make people feel deeply, and there are also bizarre things that ordinary people cannot see or participate in for the rest of their lives.

Flying bird, do you know?

Although my senior brother and I were far apart at this time, we were both on the same road.

He wants to sweep away the haze for the world, and I want to recast this world under the sunlight he brings. Just like countless times before, my brother and sister cooperate without interruption.

It's not just me and my senior brother.

There are also Xiao Xuanyu, Xiao Tie, Zhang Lan, Shan Gui and others. They are all walking on the same road. They will use the sword in their hands to complete the first half of the step, and the last second half of the step will be achieved by my hands."

Qingqing took a deep breath and showed a bright smile to the bird.

She touched the boy's head and said:

"How can I let them down? Besides, who said that being a queen can't be a knight at the same time? With the honor of the king, we will wipe out the world, recast the world, and protect billions of creatures.

Isn’t this a hero’s trip?

Isn’t this something that only the most powerful knight in the world can do?”

The birds listened to it in a sensation.

He knew that Qingqing was using his own experiences and insights to teach him. This kind of thought and feeling was Qingqing's "way to be the king". Maybe Feiniao didn't need to copy it, but he, who is also the king of the country, will definitely learn a lot from it.

After all, Qingqing has experienced too much more than him.

Seeing that the bird did not answer, Qingqing turned around and looked at the corner of the house, leaning on the black sand famous knife, without saying a word, as worried as a sculpture.

This young man has become stronger and has a little bit of a thin bamboo pole in the past few days, but he is no longer as thin as before and makes people feel pity.

This change in his body made the text-like shirt he wore on his body seem to be more integrated, and also gave the silent swordsman a hint of calmness and solemnity.

After breaking his arms in Lin'an and rescuing Yang Beihan in Chang'an, he seemed to have grown a lot, and his blue eyes were even more melancholy.

He knew that there would be a battle between Qingqing and Zhang Chuge.

He was very worried. Who should he help at that time?

"Wu Wuming, are you saying what I said just now? "

Qingqing asked.

You Wuming thought about it, nodded, and said:

"I don't understand very much, but I feel it makes sense."

"It depends on your feelings to do anything, you are really out of salvation."

Qingqing curled her lips, waved to You Wuming, and said:

"Forget it, I won't ask you anymore. Go and see Yang Beihan. I know you have to see him every night before you feel relieved."

"No."

You Wuming shook his head and said:

"Wait for someone, come here, change shifts, and protect you. If you don't keep someone, I'm not relieved."

The worries of young people are not unreasonable.

Although Zhang Chu was far away in the south and was far from reaching the war in the north, the Great Chu army is approaching Lin'an. People with a little brain in the north know that this will be the time for life and death.

They kept mobilizing troops and generals, blocking the Da Chu army everywhere, and using side-minded means.

The secret intelligence agency Black-clothed Guards, as well as the masters who stayed in the north of Tongwu Sect, were all mobilized to try to assassinate Fan Qingqing. These guys accurately found the most fatal weakness of the seemingly powerful Great Chu army.

The great Chu army had many forces, all relying on the royal daughter Qingqing, who was in the middle to unite each other. The orthodox nature of the Great Chu also came from Fan Qingqing's royal bloodline. Qingqing is less than 20 years old and has no bloodline descendants.

In other words, as long as Qingqing can be killed, the Great Chu army will likely collapse without fighting.

During these days, they organized many assassinations against Qingqing. The most dangerous one was when they set out from Luoyang and advanced to Shanxi. With the cooperation of hundreds of black-clothed guards, seven masters from the Witch Sect rushed into the military formation and went straight into the camp.

If it weren't for the early discovery of Feiniao's wise eyes, and the sword was next to her, Che Hua and his wife were also visiting her, that day, even if Qingqing didn't die, she would probably be injured.
To be continued...
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