On the eighth day of August, the fifth day as agreed, the Xuanwu military camp was in a dreary state, with a dark cloud hanging over everyone's head.
The Xuanwu Army is one of the most powerful armies in the Kingdom of Qing. If it were to be ranked, it would definitely be in the top five. The fact that it is personally commanded by a Grand Secretary is enough to explain everything.
Decades ago, this large army had defeated the Jing army and forced it to flee in panic.
Hundreds of years ago, this army followed Emperor Qing Taizu in his campaigns and achieved outstanding military achievements.
But now, the entire army is required to plead guilty. This will not only bring shame to the Xuanwu Army, but will also become a stain on the Qing Kingdom.
"Lord Chai, is there any way we can avoid it?" a general asked in a low voice.
Chai Zhi sighed and said, "Since I have been defeated, I have nothing to say. I will admit my mistakes, but I am sure that the civil and military officials will not agree."
"We delay it. As long as we return to Qing, what can he do to us? Lord Chai, what do you think?"
Chai Zhi hesitated for a moment and said, "Minor matters are fine, but major matters must not be compromised. How can we easily give in to national affairs? I think we should deal with him for a few days. If I am right, Lord Qing will definitely send someone to pick us up. If a great scholar comes, he will not dare to do anything to us."
"Yes, Qing Jun will definitely send someone here."
"It's a pity that this place is far away from the nearest holy temple, otherwise a letter could solve the problem."
The rest of the Xuanwu Army generals said nothing. Some acquiesced to this method, while others accepted it helplessly.
For the soldiers of the Xuanwu Army, maintaining Qing State is the highest goal, and everything else comes second. As for Jing State or Xiangzhou, it is not possible to consider it now.
At this time, the sound of Fang Yun's tongue bursting into spring thunder came from afar.
"Commendants and soldiers of the Xuanwu Army, the victory and defeat have been decided. Who will climb the Qingtian Peak with me to enjoy the autumn scenery together?"
There was silence in the Xuanwu Army.
Everyone in the tent rushed out quickly and looked in the direction of Qingtian Peak.
On a white cloud, there is a man in a green shirt.
Under the blue sky, the man seemed as tall as the Qingtian Peak.
"As expected of Fang Xusheng..." Many soldiers praised softly. They never expected that Fang Yun would do this at the last moment.
"As expected, there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames. Mad King Fang Yun, after going crazy with the human race, went to the dragon race, and after going crazy with the dragon race, he started to go crazy with the demon race."
"I didn't expect him to be so stupid. If he goes to Qingtian Peak, will the demon kings let him go?"
"How can we kill the demon king here? Who can kill him?" Chai Zhi asked back.
"Master Chai is right. The demons of Qingtian Peak retreated when they saw Fang Xusheng. This shows that the two peak demon kings of Qingtian Peak did not want to start a war with Fang Yun, and even gave up killing Fang Yun to win the credit. Fang Xusheng is indeed extraordinary, with unparalleled heroic spirit, just like the King of Western Chu who has returned."
"But what does he want to do?"
"He came to Moyao Mountain, obviously not for us, otherwise he wouldn't have slaughtered the monsters. It must be for the stability of Xiangzhou's border."
"Others beat the mountain to scare the tiger, but Fang Xusheng actually climbed the mountain to scare the tiger!"
"Unfortunately, he is not from Qing country, nor is he the son of Qing people."
There was a sound of regret in the Xuanwu Army.
The number of people speaking ill of Fang Yun gradually decreased.
Suddenly, countless monsters appeared on the Qingtian Peak.
Pitch-black tornadoes appeared out of nowhere above the Qingtian Peak, with raging winds and clouds, and a terrifying momentum.
All the monsters roared together.
Demons danced wildly, and heaven and earth lost their light.
There was chaos in the Xuanwu Army, and a large number of soldiers began to prepare for war, but it took a while for those people to realize that the roar of thousands of demons had nothing to do with the Xuanwu Army, but was directed at Fang Yun.
Even so, some Xuanwu Army soldiers were trembling with fear, fearing that hundreds of millions of monsters would rush down the mountain.
Afterwards, everyone saw Fang Yun actually unfold a treasured fan and wave it gently, looking carefree and at ease. He smiled and said, "This saint has ascended to the sky, and all the monsters are welcoming him. This is really a beautiful thing."
A sincere feeling of admiration arose in the hearts of the Xuanwu Army. Even though this man once overwhelmed the Qing Kingdom with his literary talent, even though this man took back Xiangzhou, even though this man made the King of Qing a laughing stock, even though this man made countless Qing people unable to sleep or eat, at this moment, everyone just regarded him as a hero of the human race.
A man walks among thousands of monsters, waving a fan and chatting, treating billions of roars as a welcome. Only the true heroes in history can do this.
"Heroes of both countries and countless green mountains all bow down before this man." Chai Zhi murmured to himself.
Countless monsters were roaring on the Qingtian Peak, many of them had blood surging through their bodies and were ready to fight at any time. The blood-qi monster flags were fluttering in the wind, and wisps of light blood mist began to surround the entire Qingtian Peak.
The mountain is like a Jedi.
Fang Yun stood on the white clouds, holding a white feather fan, and flew calmly towards the highest point of Qingtian Peak.
A few days ago, the demon king Langnu howled at the highest point of Qingtian Peak, shocking all the demons.
As Fang Yun got closer and closer to the Qingtian Peak, the cries of the monsters became louder and louder, but no monster dared to attack.
Fang Yun's heroic image in the past few days has been firmly imprinted in the minds of those demon kings. He only needed to use one-third of his strength and a sword to sweep across all the mountains. If the demon tribe had not escaped later, the area within 800 miles around Qingtian Peak would probably be filled with corpses and demon blood.
Just when Fang Yun was still a mile away from Qingtian Peak, a violent bear demon king could no longer bear it, and flew into the air with four palms, surrounded by blood-colored armor, and a waterfall of blood and energy flowing backwards behind him, rushing towards Fang Yun at a terrifying speed.
Fang Yun just opened his mouth slightly, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword broke through the air like a golden light, with a huge roar, as if carrying the world and suppressing the mountains and rivers of a world, and chopped off the head of the Bear Demon King.
The sword was so fast that the Bear Demon King was killed before he could launch the Holy Image Attack.
The huge body was spurting blood and tumbling down in the air.
"Disrespectful!" Fang Yun said calmly, as if scolding a guilty minister, and continued moving forward.
The death of the bear demon king aroused the ferocity of some demon kings, and many demon kings rushed straight towards Fang Yun.
However, Fang Yun continued to move forward with only an ancient dragon sword, killing one demon king with one sword, without interruption.
When the seventeenth demon king was killed, the rest of the demon kings retreated.
There was no more monster between Fang Yun and the top of the mountain.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword flew back, and under the morning light, the blades on both sides seemed to be shining with a faint blood color.
After a few breaths, Fang Yun took a step forward and landed on the top of the Qingtian Peak. He looked around with a smile on his face, like an ordinary tourist enjoying the beautiful scenery.
Only white clouds were seen in the blue sky, but no blood-stained shirt was seen.
No one among the Xuanwu Army soldiers in the distance said a bad word about Fang Yun anymore. Everyone felt proud when they saw Fang Yun defeat all the monsters with one sword.
Chai Zhi sighed helplessly, thinking to himself that this was the best among men.
Fang Yun looked around and said with a chuckle, "There are mountains, water, rocks and trees here, but there is no poetry. It's too monotonous, so I'll add a scene."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he didn't care whether Yao Man agreed or not. He looked at a stone wall, opened his mouth slightly, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword flew out. Stone chips flew, and a poem was carved on it in the blink of an eye. (To be continued.)