Even Qianye could see that this was a strategic mistake, but Lin Shuai's battle plan itself was not a problem. Song Zining had also deduced it many times based on the changes in the battle situation in the early stage, and found no loopholes.
Yes! The battle situation has changed! The battlefield is changing rapidly. For any combat plan, even if ten sets of alternative plans are written, one must be selected and implemented in the end, and constantly adjusted according to the actual situation of the battlefield.
So who is in charge of intelligence and coordination? Qianye thought about it, with a dignified expression.
Wei Guogong has more and more detailed news than the generals of the Eastern Route Army. Qianye and Song Zining roughly learned that at the most critical moment Lin Shuai came to reorganize the strategy. The sudden disappearance of those who caused the floating land battle to be completely overturned.
Hearing this, Song Zining glanced at Qianye, who lowered his eyes in thought.
At this moment, Qianye was not as calm as his face, and his persistence tightened a little bit. Needless to say, Lin Shuai's powerful commanding ability, but this time the matter sounds a bit mysterious. Yongye's battle against several local battlefields The power input ratio has reached an exaggerated level. No matter how powerful Lin Shuai is, it is impossible to turn the gap in absolute power upside down.
This Battle of Floating Continent has mobilized all the mobile forces of the empire, and the assembled army is no longer weak. However, Yongye actually deployed far more troops than usual, and even organized targeted siege and killing of the main generals of the empire. It should be affected by the cessation of their civil war that they could free up excess troops.
After all, why fight this floating land war when the general situation is obviously unfavorable
Duke Wei of course knew more than he said, for example, the right minister was killed by Lin Xitang. It's not a good thing to kill a general before the battle. Duke Wei himself didn't understand what was going on, and he wouldn't talk too much in front of the two juniors.
Next, Duke Wei was a little vague, as if he didn't want to talk in depth.
Song Zining then asked Duke Wei about his plans for the future. At this moment, the reinforcements from the middle and east routes had pierced through the floating land and met in Baicheng. The Duke of Wei had the highest status and naturally took over the command. He plans to leave one part to garrison and clean up the battlefield in Baicheng, while the main force will continue to go north to control the last airship base and surrounding areas.
At present, Yongye's remaining troops on the floating land have lost their way of retreat. A small part of the transport fleet that broke into the floating land escaped, and most of them were destroyed on the way to escape. It is preordained that all remnants who have lost their air mobility will be wiped out.
In Wei Guogong's view, the Battle of Fulu was over by this time.
After sending Duke Wei away, Qianye kept thinking, feeling vaguely that he had caught something, but he didn't quite understand it. Suddenly thinking of the news that he had learned before the battle, the court attacked Lin Xitang, so that the right minister coordinated and asked him to come up with this battle plan.
Lin Shuai did not participate in the battle at the beginning, but suddenly appeared when the battle situation was at its most critical. Qianye counted the known things one by one in his mind, and for some reason, he thought of the vision of the stars falling like rain just now, and his face suddenly changed.
He turned to Song Zining and asked, "How can you prove the deduction you just made?"
Song Zining hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "Since Commander Lin has come to Fulu, the communication between our army has returned to normal now, no matter good news or bad news, we will know."
Qianye suddenly stood up, "I'll go take a look."
Song Zining grabbed him, "Where are you going to look? How is your blood?"
With the help of the Book of Black, Qianye's blood energy broke through two ranks, and he is already in the realm of the vice duke, and he is the vice duke of the ancient blood clan. How can there be no price for being so aggressive? He didn't sense the river of blood at all in this big breakthrough, only the overwhelming dark force poured in, bringing incomparably powerful power, and at the same time brought thick as real darkness. The balance of darkness and dawn in the body is at stake.
Fortunately, after Qianye's advancement, Baicheng was unexpectedly calm, there was no danger that required him to fight with all his strength, and he could barely control the violent dark force. However, no one can predict what will happen after Xuan Yao's balance is broken.
Song Zining saw that Qianye's eyebrows were determined, so he couldn't help but forcefully grabbed him, "According to all the news, Commander Lin didn't officially participate in any battlefield. Where are you going to find him? You are not happy now Trying to control it well, do you want to run away with the force in front of Lin Shuai?"
Qianye couldn't help but froze, once his current duke-level dark force went berserk, the force wave of the explosion could level a fortress. If you run out of force in front of Shuai Lin, no matter what your final result is, you will seriously injure him, right
Song Zining sighed, and said, "Just wait for one night. After dawn tomorrow, the floating land battle situation should have largely subsided. We will send him a letter through the military communication channel, and Commander Lin will reply if it is convenient for him."
Qianye knew that what Song Zining said was reasonable, but it was still difficult to suppress the burning anxiety in his heart. It was as if all those years of repression and longing had started a prairie fire together at this moment, making him restless.
In the early morning of the second day, when Qianye woke up in the tent, he was still a little unaccustomed to the night without the sound of gunfire. When he walked out of the tent, the sky had just dawned, but the barracks was already busy. The soldiers left by Duke Wei are cleaning up the Baicheng battlefield. In a small city, there are more than 150,000 corpses piled up. When cleaning up the ruins, a layer of corpses is often dug out, and there is another layer of corpses underneath.
The surviving soldiers stared blankly at the gradually rising piles of corpses. There are quite a few of them who were originally brothers in the same robe, but now they can only wait for processing like the dark race, and cannot be brought back to the mainland. Even if the East Army and the Central Army were merged into one place, there would be no extra troops to deal with so many corpses one by one.
Qianye strolled out of the barracks, boarded a temporary sentry tower, and looked at the ruined Baicheng again. Before that, he never thought it would be so tragic.
Although Qianye is not very old, he has experienced many battles, and has fought life and death more than once. It's just that most of the battles he participated in were battles of the strong. Even on a large battlefield, he was in one part of it. In the vast wilderness, a battle of 100,000 people would not be so thrilling. This time, hundreds of thousands of corpses were laid in a small city, and the bones alone could almost rebuild the city.
In the middle of the ruins, the imperial soldiers were digging, continuously carrying out corpses from inside, identifying the race, cleaning up the relics, and then transporting them to the open space outside the city for piling up. The corpses of the imperial soldiers were placed in a special area, and the dark race just randomly threw them into the big pit dug in advance.
Qianye's eyes suddenly fell on a person.
The man strolled across the entire Baicheng, walking towards Qianye.
Qianye suddenly noticed him when he had already reached the center of the city. As for when he appeared and when he entered Baicheng, Qianye was completely at a loss. Even now, Qianye also understands that only this person wants to see him by himself so that he can notice his existence.
Even though his strength has jumped to a higher level at this moment, Qianye still feels like he has returned to the time when he first met, feeling that he is no match for this person in front of him at all, and he doesn't even have the strength to fight back. Looking around the world, there are only a handful of people with such strength.
Qianye jumped to the ground and waited respectfully on the spot.
The man didn't delay, and arrived in front of Qianye in one step, looked him up and down, and said calmly: "The strength has improved, but why is it so dark? You and I have no affiliation at present, so there is no need to be polite."
Qianye said: "My respect, one is to respect His Highness's contributions to the human race, and the other is because of Lin Shuai, you are also my elder."
The person who came was Qingyang King Zhang Boqian. Hearing what Qianye said, he nodded slightly, and said, "That's true, no wonder Xitang values you so much. I came here this time just to see you, and I won't stay for long. The war on the mainland of the empire has not yet completely ended. If you leave for a long time, maybe something will happen."
"There are also wars in the empire?" Qianye was taken aback.
Zhang Boqian snorted, and said, "It's just a bloody funeral, what new tricks can there be? Maybe I didn't beat them hard enough in the past, so I still want to test it out."
Hearing the bloody funeral, Qianye couldn't help but startled, "This, could it be that the King of Longevity has fallen?" Judging from the current situation of the heavenly kings of the empire, if there is no accident, he should be the one who fell. There are so many life-extending things, but they still can't last long.
The people of Daqin may never experience a bloody funeral in person, but they will firmly remember that it was a probing attack that Yongye would definitely launch when the emperor of the empire changes. If it is not handled well, it will turn into a real battle of survival at any time. It's just that Qianye didn't expect that Yongye's deployment of such troops in the floating land was amazing, and he would actually start a two-front war against the mainland of Daqin.
Hearing the name of the King of Longevity, Zhang Boqian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said slowly: "Of course it is him. If he hadn't died so fast, I'm afraid I would have to personally send him on the road!"
This is an absolute secret, the heavenly kings are fighting to the point of fighting for their lives, Qianye was even more surprised, he didn't know how to ask the question for a moment.
Zhang Boqian glanced at him and said, "If it wasn't for him, how could Fulu be in this state? Jundu wouldn't be injured so badly, and neither would Xitang..."
Qianye's heart trembled, and even his voice was a little sharp, "What happened to foster father?!"
"Xitang rearranged the floating land with his own strength, sweeping the courtyard inside, and repelling strong enemies outside. So you survived. But the price for doing this is himself."
Bad news confirmed.
Qianye only felt an extremely cold air piercing his whole body from head to toe, and he couldn't tell where the pain was. There were no tears in great sorrow, and no words in great enlightenment. He didn't even feel sadness or anger at the moment, only pain after burst of pain, which lasted continuously, and finally fell into the blank space in his heart.
He raised his head and looked at the tall man in front of him. This heavenly king in his prime was different from the past. He no longer had the fierce aura that was so sharp that it was almost hurtful, but he had the intention of returning to nature, just like an ancient man in a sealed box. A magical weapon, the light is restrained without losing its power.
Zhang Boqian's calm face hides a trace of loneliness. Lin Xitang has been as famous as him for many years, and the two empires have faced each other tit for tat for more than 30 years, from the army to the court. Until Zhang Boqian became the king of heaven, Lin Xitang's reputation did not seem to be left behind much.
However, during the few limited contacts with Zhang Boqian, Qianye had vaguely realized that these two people should be like enemies or friends. Behind him being taken care of by King Qingyang, there is always the shadow of Lin Xitang. Now that the once glorious empire no longer exists, no one knows what Zhang Boqian feels in his heart at this moment.
I don't know how long it took before there was something other than pain in Qianye's numb and pale world. Sadness swept away like a tide, leaving only one heart, as cold and peaceful as ice, and there was a ball of fire on the ice. combustion.
He savored Zhang Boqian's words silently, and found that there was a lot of meaning in it, so he asked, "What do you mean by sweeping the courtyard inside?"
Zhang Boqian said: "This matter is not a big secret. When Xitang returned to Fulu, the first thing he did was to kill Prime Minister Right."
"Right Prime Minister, King of Longevity..."
After hearing Zhang Boqian's words, Qianye realized that the masterminds of this series had all been executed and their wings were being cleaned one by one. The remaining ants were like weeds on the wall, they could not be cut down and killed without end.
The raging fire in his chest suddenly turned cold, like stepping on a cliff, empty and empty. Could it be that he couldn't even avenge that person himself? Qianye felt extremely depressed in his heart, and he didn't know where to send his bad breath.
However, this is also the way the millennium empire has stood until now. The road ahead of this behemoth is bound to be tortuous, bumpy, and bumpy. When the ancestors started in the dark, no one knew where the right path was. , still vary widely. Only by self-correcting, self-examination and self-correction like this, and sticking to the original aspiration, can hundreds of millions of people be united, and a land of dawn can be opened up and guarded.
Qianye let out a long breath, "Before foster father leaves, do you have anything to tell me?"
Zhang Boqian was silent for a while, and said: "When he left, he was in the domain of the Demon Emperor, and no one even the Eternal Night Fleet present saw him pass by."
That night, Zhang Boqian chased all the way to the edge of the upper continent and intercepted an Eternal Night Fleet that participated in the roundup of Lin Xitang. However, during the final battle, the Demon Emperor's domain was covered in void, and even those Eternal Night nobles were all plunged into darkness without light or sound. , and no one can tell what happened.
Demon Emperor! Was it actually the Dark Sacred Mountain who shot it himself? ! Shocked, Qianye took a deep breath, and the blood in his pupils jumped.
Zhang Boqian shook his head and said: "Xitang is a man with great love and ruthless love. He has too many things to do in his life, maybe he just regrets that he doesn't have enough time, no matter how much he misses in his heart, he won't say it. So after he left, we Just come and see you."
At this moment, Qianye was speechless, trying to raise his head to look at the sky, as if seeing the vision of the sky last night in a haze, there were stars falling like rain.
Since Huang Quan, Qianye has never seen Lin Xitang face to face, and every time there seems to be a reason for not seeing him.
Qianye also wondered whether his adoptive father had given up on him long ago. After all, he was not the first child Lin Xitang rescued, nor would he be the last. He is so ordinary, what can make that peerless person look different
After learning more and more about Lin Xitang from other people, Qianye discovered that this person was more open-minded than he could have imagined. Lin Xitang knew countless people with his great mastery of the sky, but he didn't recruit people under his command and promoted talents. Don't ask who the other party works for.
However, although Lin Xitang's heirs are not prosperous, but he gave him the surname Lin and called him his adopted son, only Qianye was one. Qianye is not stupid, even if he can't meet each other, he can still feel the tenderness from that person.
Now that Zhang Boqian came to visit him in person when the situation was so tense, Qianye really understood how important he was to Lin Xitang.
It's too late.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Boqian said: "Where do we go from now on, have you thought about it?"
Qianye's heart was blank, he stayed for a while, and said blankly: "Since the culprit has been executed, it seems that I have nothing to do with the empire."
Zhang Boqian interrupted: "Your Prime Minister is not the first one, nor will he be the last one. Perhaps the King of Longevity is also the same. How can you say that there is nothing wrong with you?"
Qianye was startled.
Zhang Boqian said in a slow voice, "No matter Xitang, me, or some people you have met or haven't met, they all think that you have never fallen into darkness."
After a pause, Zhang Boqian said again: "But you don't need to be in the empire to do your best for the human race. I don't want you to be like Xitang, thinking about the overall situation in everything and completely forgetting about yourself. There is one person like Xitang enough."
These words are already obvious enough, but the last sentence is too complicated, Qianye seems to be unclear for a while, and it is difficult to fully understand it.
Having said that, Zhang Boqian suddenly felt a little sad, and said slowly: "I should go too. But before that, I have to do my best for him."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Boqian raised his hand and punched Qianye's heart lightly and delicately!
This blow was not quick, but Qianye couldn't dodge it no matter what, he could only watch Qingyang King punch his blood core!
Even if King Qingyang slapped him casually, he still had the power to split mountains and rocks. Qianye's blood core was shattered into pieces by this punch, and turned into countless crystal grains again, and was pulled by the surrounding flesh and blood, barely maintaining the appearance of a blood core.
With one blow, Qianye was seriously injured. Damage to the blood core, is it a trivial matter? His blood sank again and again, and he fell from the rank of vice duke in a blink of an eye, barely stopping at the edge of the marquis of glory, and did not fall into the rank of marquis of strength.
Qianye took a few steps back, spurting out a mouthful of blood. But he was not angry but happy, and said: "Thank you King Qingyang!"
Zhang Boqian's fist was extremely ingenious, smashing Qianye's blood core, but it was injured but not disabled. As long as he rested for a while, with the recovery power of Qianye's blood physique, the blood core would be fully recovered without leaving any future troubles . However, Qianye's blood energy realm was completely knocked down, eliminating the worry of Xuanyao's imbalance in Song's ancient scroll. Perhaps only King Qingyang, a hero in this world, can have such a heaven-defying method.
Zhang Boqian took out a few more manuscripts, handed them to Qianye, and said, "This is a little bit of my experience, which may be useful to you. You can read it when you have nothing to do."
Qianye took it, and the first page he saw was five large characters: Taixuan Bingjue!
"this… "
"This exercise was originally left by the Martial Ancestor, but it has not been completed. I also practiced the Bingjue in the early years, and then switched to other exercises. I have nothing to do recently, so I picked it up again. There are some new ones. Experience, some things have been added on the basis of Martial Ancestor."
Zhang Boqian said it lightly, but Qianye knew how precious this Taixuan Bingjue had been completed by him.
According to historical data only, there are only a few people who have practiced the Bingjue Jue after fifty rounds. The Zhang faction has its own way to reach the sky, Zhang Boqian actually no longer needs the tactics of war. Recalling this article at this moment, it should be completely done for Qianye.
There are only a few pages of manuscripts, but they are as heavy as a mountain.
Qianye put away the manuscript carefully, and Zhang Boqian said again: "You are Xitang's child, you don't need to call me a title in the future. If you want, just call me Uncle."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Boqian looked around, sighed again, said "such a mountain and river", and then stepped into the air, suddenly flying far away.
Such a mountain and river, is it worth spilling blood into the sky? If it's not worth it, why are there so many people going forward
Qianye stood still, thinking about all kinds of past events, and became obsessed for a while.
The human race has walked for thousands of years in the endless darkness of this eternal night world, and only saw a glimmer of light until 1,200 years ago. The forerunners overcome obstacles, and the successors pass on the torch from generation to generation. So far, a single spark is about to start a prairie fire.
There has never been a right that does not require sacrifice, nor a dignity that does not require bloodshed. The dead heroes are enshrined in the monument, relatives may be sad, and the living only cry when they sing.
Volume 10: The Flag of the King of Eternal Night Flying