The tragic naval battle lasted for nearly five hours. Regardless of whether Feng Jixing would like to admit it, the naval battle empire has been defeated. The ship was almost completely lost, and there were very few boats and tin boats left. This battle, at least More than one hundred thousand imperial warriors were buried in the East China Sea. After this battle, the empire was no longer able to compete with the Tianji Empire for sovereignty over the sea.
"Swipe..."
Two figures swept across the air, it was Lin Muyu and Tang Xiaoxi.
"We are late."
Looking at the wreckage in the sea, Lin Muyu's face was pale, and she slowly landed on the deck, saying: "Big Brother Feng, how are you?"
"fine."
Feng Jixing tried to stand up, but his divine power and physical strength were exhausted, and his body shook violently.
Lin Muyu hurriedly stepped forward to support him, only to find that Feng Jixing's arm was covered with scars, and blood soaked through his armor. He was a strong man in the realm of God, and he would be injured to such a degree!
"Ayu, are you back?" Feng Jixing smiled miserably: "We lost."
Lin Muyu frowned and said: "The Tianji Empire used part of the Longji Corps as a suspect to pin me and Xiaoxi on the Eight Wastes. We miscalculated. This is my fault."
Feng Jixing slowly shook his head: "No, you are right, it is my incompetence, this battle will be defeated so thoroughly..."
"Stop talking, hurry up to rescue the soldiers who fell into the water, and rescue them in time!"
"Ok!"
…
It wasn't until late at night that the dilapidated fleet returned from the East China Sea and rescued all those who could be saved. At least the corpses on the sea were unable to be rescued. They had to be buried in the deep sea.
The night in Cangfeng Harbor was unspeakably cold, and the sea breeze came and brought the cry of the barracks in the distance. Many people lost their companions and close friends, and more people did not see the hope of living. Strong opponents seem to be doomed to failure and death.
"When the military's mind is chaotic, morale falls into a trough."
Inside the army tent, Feng Jixing looked tired and said in a low voice.
Lin Muyu was silent, and after a while, stood up and said, "Since the naval battle cannot be fought, then prepare for land battle. The order goes on. The major legions rest for three days and prepare to fight again! Are the battle statistics still good?"
A clerk respectfully said: "Okay, Your Highness."
"read!"
"Yes!"
The clerk's hands holding the pages of the book trembled slightly, and said, "This battle is named the Battle of Blue Wind. Our army was sunk by 281 ships, 74 ships were damaged, and 743 ships were sunk, and 198 were injured. Among them, 1123 warships were sunk, 27 were damaged, 1747 ships were sunk and self-destructed, and 114 were damaged."
Lin Muyu heard it with a heavy heart, feeling a little dizzy in his head, raised his hand and said, "Keep on reading, the number of people killed in battle."
"Yes."
The clerk’s voice became much quieter, saying: "In this battle, 7 ten thousand chiefs were killed, 84 thousand chiefs were killed, more than 145,000 soldiers were killed, more than 70,000 were injured, and about 300 were captured. , The battlefield is too chaotic. These records are only estimates and cannot be completely determined. The three majesty, the wounded camp is full, and the wounded medicine brought by the Elixir Division will be exhausted within seven days and must be re-allocated from Lanyan City. "
"I see, let's do it." Lin Muyu waved and motioned to the clerk to go down.
Feng Jixing raised his head, his eyes were a little red, and said, "Everyone, let's talk about it. How do you fight next?"
Bai Licang lowered his head and remained silent. As the leader of the Imperial Navy, he couldn't get away from such a disastrous defeat in this battle.
Su Yu bit her red lips, but she had nothing to do.
The Zhenguo army commander Tangzhen and the demon saint Linghuyan and his wife also remained silent. They did not participate in the Battle of Blue Wind, but for them, this battle was tantamount to a nightmare.
In the end, the three generations of veteran Zeng Yifan coughed and said: "There is no other way but to prepare for war. If the army of the Tianji Empire disembarks from the coast other than the three major ports, we will not be able to stop it. We can only defend the major cities and keep the walls clear. As long as we guard the cities and let the army of the Tianji Empire lose supplies and food, they will not be able to fight for a long time."
Zeng Yifan's words made everyone's eyes brighten. At this moment, it seems that only his words can give people hope.
"That's how it is said, but if the troops of the Tianji Empire land, they want to attack any city. With the power of more than a hundred dragon knights, we may not be able to defend any of the three northern provinces." Feng Jixing was indifferent. Tao, also poured a pot of cold water on everyone's ignited hope.
Linghuyan looked at Lin Muyu and asked, "His Royal Highness, do you have any ideas?"
Lin Muyu's heart was in a mess: "No, is there news from the Seven Seas Provinces?"
"Not yet." Su Yu said: "Even if there is a war there, it will take at least two days for news to reach us."
"Is there any news about the main fleet of the Tianji Empire?" Lin Muyu asked again.
"no."
Su Yu shook his head again: "The war eagle scouts we sent seem to be horrible. The Dragon Knight wants to kill the war eagle scouts. It's easy to kill the war eagle scouts. Perhaps we shouldn't send scouts to spy on the military at sea at all. They just died in vain."
Lin Muyu was silent for a long time and said: "Okay, all go back and rest early. Tomorrow morning, the army will pull out of camp and return to Winterfrost City."
"Yes!"
It seems that apart from this, there is no better way.
…
The next morning, when Tang Xiaoxi pushed open the door of Lin Muyu's room, he was startled by his appearance, his eyes were blood-red, and his expression slumped. Where is the handsome appearance of the original Lan Yan Sijie
"Mu Mu... You, haven't you slept all night?" Tang Xiaoxi felt distressed.
"Can't sleep."
Lin Muyu put on his coat and armor, and his eyes fell on the water in the washbasin. He said: "I thought about it all night, but didn't think of any feasible way. We can only step by step passively and watch the Tianji Empire eat away from the original father and imperial friendship. The territory entrusted to us."
Tang Xiaoxi pursed his red lips, gently hugged him from behind, and said softly: "Don't scare me like this, you are about to drive yourself crazy, please, stop like this..."
Lin Muyu smiled slightly: "When Xiaoyin was there, I could always think of a good way, but now that Xiaoyin is not there, I feel like I have lost my soul and become a useless waste. Even I feel a little distressed for myself. I am such a useless waste."
"Don't tell me... Don't tell me!" Tang Xiaoxi's tears burst into her eyes.
At this moment, a flying report came from outside, and the messenger respectfully knelt on the bluestone slab outside the steps and said: "His Royal Highness, Yu Shufeibao, the beast cavalry of the Tianji Empire attacked the Tongtian Province late last night. Mujun, this is a letter for help from Mujun. It was a letter about four hours ago. His Royal Highness King Zhong asked whether to send troops for reinforcements?"
Lin Muyu trembled all over, and a chill came to his heart, saying: "No need, Mujun has been lost. The order goes on and immediately mobilizes fifty thousand gentian battalion cavalry, rushing to help Tongtiancheng, they seized Mujun, and the next one is Sky City!"
"Yes!"
When the messenger left, Lin Muyu fell into the corner of the room in a daze, shaking unconsciously, her face pale, like a seriously ill person, muttering: "Why are they in Mujun... Why are they here? Mok County..."
"They are divided."
Tang Xiaoxi sank down, hugged the poor lover, and said, "Even if they decided to divide their forces from the beginning, they will go to the sky to clear up the province."
Lin Muyu's eyes were blank: "Tongtian City cannot be lost. Once the Tongtian City is lost, the hub passages of our four major provinces in the north and south will be cut off, and the eastern border of the empire will be over... Together, the Longdan Camp will reinforce the Sky City, and maybe we can still catch up!"
"Ok… "
Tang Xiaoxi's eyes were soft, but looking at Lin Muyu, he felt like a knife. The disparity between the strength of the enemy and the enemy was about to crush him.
…
A spring rain fell on the eastern border of the empire, and a tree of pear blossoms bloomed in the county town of Mujun, as bright and beautiful as the fireflies in the day. However, in addition to the smell of pear blossoms in the air, there was also a faint smell of blood, which was after the killing, and even the pear blossoms on the roadside were splashed with a little scarlet.
In the city, the black tiger and leopard riders protected the horsemen in the center and walked slowly.
One person surrounded by the crowd was very burly, wearing a golden cloak. He was the marshal of the Tianji Empire, Bei Minghuan, one of the 62 Heavenly Sacred Martial Gods, and the younger brother of the Imperial Emperor Bei Mingyuan.
Bei Minghuan stared at the battlefield being cleaned on both sides, the bodies of countless soldiers from the city guards were piled up, blood and rain mixed together, flowing in the ditch.
The commander-level general on the side laughed and said: "Marshal, in this battle, we have taken the city in a flash. Perhaps, coming to a massacre to reward the three armies will make the soldiers even more morale."
Bei Minghuan smiled: "Does Custer commander want to massacre the city?"
"Subordinates are just proposing."
"Oh?"
Bei Minghuan looked at the other side again. It was a young man dressed as a scholar, wearing a white cloak. He looked very elegant, and said, "Gong Shangming, what do you think?"
This person is Bei Minghuan's first counselor.
Gong Shangming smiled slightly and said: "It is easy to win the city, but it is difficult to win the hearts of the people. Marshal, His Majesty the Holy Emperor has always used virtue to convince people. Since we want to get the world of Broken Ding Realm, we must also use morals to convince people. The civilians are afraid of us. In that case, I am afraid that after we have taken one city, we will lose another."
"Oh?"
Bei Minghuan chuckled: "Sir, please enlighten me."
Gong Shangming clasped his fist and said: "Post the text to restrain the three armies and not to oppress the people. In addition, deprive the original vassal of the land and divide it equally among the common people. In this way, the hearts of the people and the city will belong to our Tianji Empire. "
"good!"
Bei Minghuan was full of praise: "Mr. Wu got one person, like a hundred thousand heroes."
Gong Shangming respectfully said: "The marshal is absurd. I think we should set off to attack Tongtian City as soon as possible. The sooner we are, the less time Lin Muyu will have to react. The strong ground of the troops in Tongtian City will be the same as breaking Lin Muyu. One of his arms."
"Okay, listen to me, send orders to the three armies, eat and drink enough to set off, go forward at full speed, and attack Tongtian City!"
"Yes!"
From the side, Custer nodded, but there was a hint of chill in Gong Shangming's eyes.