"Much... Thank you, Your Highness Yu, for not killing..."
The other envoy tremblingly held the brocade box with the head of his companion, Nuonuo stepped back and ran away, as if he was afraid that Lin Muyu would suddenly regret ordering him to be killed.
Fang Lan of the Long Ji Corps originally only wanted to demonstrate with the head of the leader of the demon clan, but he never wanted to be self-defeating. Lin Muyu didn't take threats at all.
There was silence in the entire Lingxi Hall, no one spoke, only the sound of the guards dragging away the corpse.
Lin Muyu supported Tang Xiaoxi’s fragrant shoulders and ordered: "Come here, please take down the bodies of Feng Yuan, Feng Jing'er, and Feng Ning'er, and bury them outside the city, with the courtesy of the emperor, together with the dukes and princes before Dongshuang City. Buried in the royal tomb."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
…
The ministers were silent, and the only one raised his head. It is the reverend. He respectfully said: "Your Royal Highness's actions just now are not correct. We should not kill the envoys of the Longji Corps. In this way, I am afraid that the Longji Corps is very We are about to send troops to the south."
"I know."
Lin Muyu nodded: "Fan Gong taught so much, but I couldn't bear it just now, so I killed the despicable villain. Now it's a big mistake, I can only take one step."
"What is your Highness Yu going to do?" Xiang Yu asked.
"Our deployment has been broken."
Lin Muyu walked down the king's order step by step, stretched out his hand to press the position of Tongtianxia on the sand table, and said: "It may be here that is the first to be attacked, not the east coast."
Xiang Yu was taken aback: "Then... we must redeploy immediately, otherwise it might be too late."
"No, it's too late."
Lin Muyu asked: "Duke Wei Guo, how many troops do we have on the Tongtian Gorge and the Eight Waste Lands?"
"Fifty thousand each, one hundred thousand in total." Wei Qiu said concisely.
"A hundred thousand people..." Zeng Yifan frowned: "The demon clan still has tens of thousands of armor demon and tens of thousands of cavalry, but the whole army is still wiped out. I am afraid that the 100,000 people of the Imperial Army may not be able to stop the Tianji Empire. Four hundred thousand army, right?"
"It's really unstoppable." Lin Muyu said.
"The Iron Blade Army is willing to go to the Eight Waste Lands to defend against the enemy!" Luo Xin said with a fist.
"No need."
"Why, the envoy also said just now, the army of the four hundred thousand Tianji Empire!"
"What he said may not be true." Lin Muyu took a deep breath and said, "I have been to the frozen polar region once. It is indeed very cold. Mortals cannot withstand the temperature. The land bridge actually connects the two continents. Although the continental shelf is flat, the temperature is too low, there is no food, glaciers are crisscrossing, and chariots can’t pass at all. How could the 400,000 troops of the Tianji Empire cross the continental bridge? The total number of the Tianji Dragoon regiment is only about 210 people. They still need to leave a part of the dragon knights to guard, so no more than one hundred dragon knights can come, and one hundred dragon knights simply cannot provide the protection of the 400,000 army with dragon flames."
He frowned and said, "According to my estimation, the Dragon Ji Corps will have at most 20,000 or 30,000 people this time. There can be no more, but there may be more than 100 Dragon Knights, which is more difficult."
Zeng Yifan said: "Then how do we resist now? Will they launch an attack on the imperial garrison on the Eight Wastes?"
"Yes, and definitely will. But the main force of the Tianji Empire will definitely come from the sea, this is certain."
Lin Muyu stretched her arms and said, "This is just my personal guess. You can talk about what you think."
Xiang Yu said: "The top priority is to notify the imperial defenders on the Eight Wastes to strengthen their guards and guard against sneak attacks by the Longji Corps."
"Yeah." Lin Muyu nodded, "Wei Qiu, immediately send someone to send out Yushu and send ten letters to prevent any mistakes on the way."
"Yes!"
"Besides..." Lin Muyu groaned, "Choose 10,000 elite cavalry from the Longdan camp, bring the magic crystal crossbow, and set off at the fastest speed to reinforce the Eight Wastelands. I will go personally."
"What?" Yifan Zeng was taken aback: "His Royal Highness, you are the head of the armed forces. You must not go to battle yourself!"
"It's okay, Fan Gong."
Zeng Yifan frowned, but Zeng Fang on the side smiled slightly: "Father, it's okay. His Highness Yu is a master of art and bold, and Tianji Empire dispatched the Dragon Cavalry Group. I am afraid that only His Highness Yu can control it by going to the Eight Wastes in person. The situation is up."
"Well, it can only be so." Zeng Yifan clasped his fists: "His Royal Highness Wanwangyu be more careful."
"Do not worry."
Lin Muyu glanced at Tang Xiaoxi, Feng Jixing, Qin Yan and others beside him, and said, "I'm going to the Eight Waste Lands, and Brother Xiaoxi and Feng will stay to preside over the funeral of His Royal Highness Feng Ning'er. You must lose courtesy.
Feng Jixing frowned and said: "Ayu, you are in a hurry to go to the Eight Wastes. I'm afraid it's not just to defend the northern territory, right?"
"Sure enough, I can't hide everything from Brother Feng."
Lin Muyu lowered her voice and said, "Among the demons we are most afraid of, there are three people, one is Feng Yuan, one Saint Master, and the other is Shallow Wind, but they only sent Feng Yuan's head. What does this mean? "
Feng Jixing trembled all over: "Explain that Qianfeng is still alive?"
"Yes, if Qianfeng is still alive, then I must go to the north."
"Mu Mu, what do you want to do?" Tang Xiaoxi asked worriedly.
"Strive for all possible friends."
"Do you want to win over the shallow wind?"
"Yes. Qianfeng is an eternal talent. The Tianji Empire destroyed his homeland. This is a great opportunity for us to fight for Qianfeng. If Qianfeng is willing to be loyal to Daqin, then we are like a tiger with more wings! "
"Yeah, that's right." Tang Xiaoxi said, "Then I will go with you, so if I can take care of it, I won't be short of me anyway."
"You..."
Lin Muyu had no choice but to nod her head: "But after you arrive in the Eight Wastes, you want everything to listen to me."
"I know." Tang Xiaoxi smiled.
…
The morning meeting was over, the officials dispersed, everyone was anxious, and many ministers whispered. When the two envoys of the Tianji Empire came in the morning, the two countries would tear off all their disguise, and a full-scale war was about to begin. The empire was rare for a few years. The peaceful years have passed, and an unprecedented storm is about to usher in a blink of an eye!
Horseshoes sounded outside the city. The elite cavalry of the ten thousand gentian legions went into battle lightly, took off their armor, and went into battle with sabers and magic crystal crossbows. They even took only one day's worth of dry food. They were all from the Empire along the way. For states and counties, supplementation is not a problem.
Lin Muyu took off Wang Jue’s cloak and put on a set of white robe and imperial forest armor. Just as handsome as he was back then, riding Taxue, accompanied by Tang Xiaoxi and the iron cavalry team left the eastern capital, Wei Qiu and Bai Yin The two followed closely behind.
On the city wall, Situ Sen and Situ Xue watched everyone leave.
"Leave us two brothers and sisters again."
Situ Sen said angrily: "If there is a good thing, the kid always defends his enemies first. It's really annoying."
Situ Xue laughed and said, "It may not be a good thing to fight the Dragon Knights, Ouyang Yan, are you right?"
Ouyang Yan looked into the distance blankly, and murmured after a long time: "Tang Xiaoxi's dark red cloud brocade dress is so beautiful..."
Situ Xue: "..."
…
"Woo..."
The flames in the illusion rose to the sky, burning every inch of the girl's skin and every inch of soul, she curled up in the corner, wailing low, enduring the pain that ordinary people could not bear.
This is the third and last day since Xiyin entered Paradise Lost.
A whole piece of ice crystal seemed to be about to melt, and the hall was grilled brightly. Claude was full of holy light, and his eyes looked at Xiyin in Lost Paradise with awe-inspiring eyes, a fairy-forged pattern slowly Flying out of his sea of mind, hanging in the air exuded divine power, pouring the profound power of the forged soul into the lost paradise.
As the ruler of one party and the supreme god of the Western God Realm, Claude has always been ashamed of the rank of the gods. The dignified ruler is only a mere immortal cast. This is something he cannot bear, so much so that when he sees Paradise Lost When Zhong Xiyin's leading god was almost out of its cocoon, there was a slight scorching heat and greed in his eyes.
"Master!"
Behind him, Xiyan knelt on one knee, her voice awakened Claude and pulled him back from greed.
"Oh, it's Xiyan..."
Claude said lightly: "What's the matter?"
"It's already the second day of forging souls, and the master's divine power must have consumed a lot." Xiyan looked up at him and said: "Please rest, master, Xiyan will help you watch Paradise Lost."
With that, she glanced at Xiyin, who was wrapped in flames in Paradise Lost, and said: "If you continue to burn your soul, I'm afraid Xiyin will soon be overwhelmed, she will be wiped out."
"Humph."
Claude smiled faintly: "If she can't bear even this degree of test, she won't be qualified to be the golden wing war angel of our Western God Realm. Okay, I'll take a rest, you watch."
"Yes."
"Xiyan."
"Master, something?"
"Don't play favoritism, no one can save Xiyin, only she can save herself, do you understand?"
"Yes, the subordinate understands."
"Then I will go, and I will be back in an hour."
"Yes!"
…
As soon as Claude left, Xi Yan floated to the front of Paradise Lost. Seeing Xi Yin who was about to transform into a soul form, she couldn't help feeling distressed, and muttered: "Poor little guy... Destiny tortured you so much, could it be For your new life?"
But Xiyin couldn't sense Xiyan's words, her sea of consciousness was becoming blurred, and all the memories of the previous dust were about to become nothingness in Paradise Lost.
"If a person lives without feelings, then he is not worthy of being a man, let alone being a god."
Xiyan murmured a word, and suddenly a little powder flickered in her hand and flew up, like catkins into Paradise Lost. The powder passed through countless barriers and finally entered Xiyin's body, making her No longer so painful, become more peaceful.
"Xiyan."
A voice came from behind, it was the baby.
Xi Yan was startled and didn't turn around, but her face was already pale.
"Don't worry, I won't tell the master."
Ewa stood shoulder to shoulder with her and smiled: "Is that... the powder of the other shore flower?"
"Ok."
"For Xiyin, you really took great pains..."