The moment Sieg fell to the ground, Fan Qing, the old general of the royal family, let out a breath, fanned his chest with his straw fu fan, and said with a smile:
"You've done a good job, Sig. In the future, they will laugh at your foolish loyalty. You gave your life to the king, and the biggest reward you received was the hairpin he pulled from the head of the imperial concubine when he was young. But I won't Laughing at you, anyway, you have touched the hairpin close to the body of a woman, which is better than me."
After the words were finished, Fan Qing looked at the lieutenant generals beside him—not the ones he followed when he was arranging troops, but a few unfamiliar faces that other soldiers had never seen before. Fan Qing always looks like he can get along with everyone, so many people think that he treats every general equally, but he is not. As the oldest general in Yongtian Kingdom, he still has many cronies of his own.
Fan Qing looked at those people kindly, and said:
"Is everything ready?"
One of the generals replied:
"It has been arranged secretly."
Fan Qing said with a smile:
"That's good. Today I will teach you the last point that I didn't write in the military book. This section is called Duizi tactics. The soldiers of Lingwu are very powerful because they have hundreds of years of inheritance. I and we The soldiers said, "You are no worse than them, but if you think about it, how can there be no gap? If His Majesty handed over all the guards to me, this battle might still be fought, but this army is old leading the new." The people who can really fight have been diluted, and they lack the power to fight on the frontal battlefield. Since ancient times, it is not surprising to use troops, and they can't fight on the frontal battlefield. What can be done with a few ballistas."
Fan Qing looked down at the fighting troops from a high position, and when he looked at Lingwu's army, his gaze was obviously filled with admiration. Many armies can make soldiers brave and fearless, but this kind of "defiant and fearless" itself is also different. Most armies promise great benefits to poor soldiers, so that they will not be tempted by wealth. He rushed forward desperately. But this kind of charging is mostly disorderly. Imagine that the soldiers are all demented, and naturally they don't cooperate with each other, and only charging is left in their minds.
It is very difficult for the army to be brave and fearless while maintaining its sanity.
It's as difficult as climbing to the sky. Because normal people must have an instinctive fear of death and pain when they are awake.
But the soldiers of Lingwu can do it, because they are driven by honor, they firmly believe that everything they do is correct, and they firmly believe that the Lord of Lingwu is their unique king. They believed in Lord Lingwu's judgment. This could not be achieved by pure brainwashing. It must be because Lord Lingwu proved himself right time and time again, and accumulated infinite prestige in the process.
Lingwu's army is very strong, which can be seen by everyone.
The royal family's new army, together with the commander of Jin Yiwei, still has a small chance of winning.
So one night, Fan Qing made a decision.
He wants to give up Luofeng Mountain, give up this new army with high hopes, and even... give up his own life.
Only in this way can the royal family win a ray of life.
The golden fire phoenix fell to the ground with Sig in its mouth, and Lord Lingwu immediately frowned. It wasn't because the force of this blow was not enough, on the contrary, it was because the flame deflagration produced by this blow far exceeded her expectations. At that moment, Lord Lingwu suddenly realized something, quickly landed on the ground, and stretched out his hand to press on a tree.
She withdrew her hand, and there was a layer of sticky grease in her palm.
As the cold wind blew, the flames began to spread rapidly, and the entire Luofeng Mountain Range became a sea of flames.
Luofeng Mountain, hundreds of miles away, if it burns at this rate, it will become the largest forest fire ever recorded in Yongtian Kingdom. And the army that is still in the mountains, no matter whether it is the soldiers of Lingwu or the new army of Yongtian, it is very likely that there will be no survivors. The propagation speed of forest fires can be as high as tens of kilometers per hour, far exceeding the speed of soldiers marching in the jungle. In addition, Fan Qing arranged in advance to set fires at multiple locations at the same time. Now the fire has become more and more out of control.
Lord Lingwu ascended to the sky again, trying to forcefully control the fire with his own strength, but caught a glimpse of Sig out of the corner of his eye the next moment. He held half a branch in his hand, and looked up at Lord Lingwu from bottom to top. The branch in his hand was filled with thick sword energy, and his whole body assumed a posture of accumulating power before drawing the sword out of its sheath.
Those eyes were full of determination.
The next moment, Sig swung a sword from bottom to top, and said softly:
"Ask God."
This style is very different from the one used by Qing Yun, but his expression of seeing death as home is somewhat similar to Qing Yun's. Sword energy powerful enough to shake the world surged out, almost engulfing the Lingwu lord, causing the howling north wind to stop abruptly. The fire spread further, and the new army of the Eternal Heaven Kingdom didn't know what happened, and fell into a panic. They looked around for their generals, and the generals reported up to each other. Everyone was waiting for the supreme leader here, Fan Qing, to make an idea, but at this moment, except for Fan Qing's cronies, no one could find Fan Qing.
The soldiers of Lingwu also noticed the abnormality. Although they didn't panic, they also suspended their charge to the top of the mountain—there was also a big fire burning there, and it was pointless to charge up. They were waiting for the order of Lord Lingwu, and many soldiers died in the raging fire during the waiting process.
Fan Qing looked at this scene, reached into his vest and scratched his stomach, and said to the people around him:
"It's almost time to end. It is said that Lord Lingwu has a pair of iconic phoenix eyes, and he is a queen who is born to be precious. But this place is called Luofengpo, maybe this is her life for her... Time is running out, you are the last Is there anything else you want to ask?"
A younger general performed the student ceremony and asked:
"Teacher, I have a question. I have studied the case of the lords of Cangzhou who raised their troops. They were aggressive at the beginning, but then we persevered and won. Why can't we do it this time?"
Fan Qing replied with a smile:
"It's very simple. When the lord of Cangzhou raised his troops, there were many internal conflicts. If he couldn't take down the capital quickly, it would be easy for his family to become chaotic first. The difference is that this time the Lingwu leader is a piece of cake, but our side will soon be chaotic. gone."
The young general asked suspiciously:
"chaos?"
Fan Qing made a gesture of wiping his neck:
"His Royal Highness is going to do something big... Umi can't stop him. Umi is good at everything, but he is too loyal to the royal family. This matter has developed to the point where both the king and the dynasty must die. Umi Mi said that he would give us a stable rear, but in fact he couldn’t, because he didn’t dare to kill Chaowang.”
Fan Qing's voice was full of emotion:
"When the king succeeds to the throne, I will be a veteran of three generations. How long can the king trust me? Even if he believes in me, how much resources can I win from the nobles as an airborne veteran with a new army involving many interests? Standing here is because Umi handed over the military power to me, but what if one day, Umi is in danger? In the end, there are only two choices, either I will be beaten when I change the battle, or I will not obey the order. Fighting to the death, I was finally dragged down by the pressure from the rear, and ended with hatred. Instead of this, I might as well choose a decent ending for myself from the beginning, this is the last thing I can do."
The young general lowered his hands, and the middle-aged man with a beard asked again:
"If that's the case, why did the teacher come out of the mountain? Even if the Eternal Heaven Kingdom really changes hands, no one will touch you. What's more, the current king is mean and ungrateful. He is really not a good master by relying on his own cleverness to control his subjects. "
Fan Qing was silent for a while, then laughed again, and replied:
"He has no favor with me, but his father has. In the future, when I die and go underground, his father asks me why I don't help his son, but I can't answer. What's more, that Lao Shizi, a gentleman in white, kneels at the door of my house For three whole days, I didn’t eat or drink. It made me feel that although the Kingdom of Eternal Heaven is dilapidated, there are still many people who are willing to run around and even give their lives for it... Then this battle is not completely worthless.”
Fan Qing looked at the cronies in front of him, laughed, and said gently:
"People are mortal, and we can't escape. The dynasty will eventually collapse one day, and no country can be an exception. But sitting in our position, we can't just accept our fate obediently, no matter what monster we face, we have to constantly Think about ways to defeat your opponent. Well, that’s all for now, you climb down the mountain by climbing the vines, and float out along the river at the foot of the mountain, there is still a chance of survival.”
A beauty in men's clothing with her hair tied up asked:
"Teacher, what do you do then?"
Fan Qing found a rock and sat down, patted the dust on the gray vest, and replied:
"I won't leave. You see, many dolls who were kept in the dark died here because of my scheme. I have to go down with them and give them an explanation."
The cronies tried to persuade him several times, but Fanqing was unmoved, and the cronies finally had to leave on their own.
Fan Qing sat quietly on the stone until a gust of wind blew by and the heat approached, and the ground in front of his eyes shone with red flames.
He raised his head and quietly watched the raging fire, his thin and thin body was instantly engulfed by the flames.
…
High above the sky, after Lord Lingwu finally broke free from the surging sword energy, there was already a sea of flames in front of him.
There are ghosts crying and howling wolves everywhere.
Seeger had disappeared, only a half-truncated hairpin remained on the ground.
Lord Lingwu didn't suffer any particularly serious injuries. She protected herself with golden flames and survived Sig's full blow, but her black hair was slightly disheveled, and the veil slipped from the bridge of her nose to her ruddy lips. She looked coldly at the raging fire that seemed to burn the entire Luofeng Mountain. Almost half of Lingwu's soldiers were lost here, and the remaining people hugged each other in the fire. Barely holding on, but every minute and every second someone is falling.
If it continues like this, this place may really become a hurdle for her fate.
At that moment, Lord Lingwu didn't know why he remembered the scene at the bottom of the sea last year.
At that time, Li De once said to her with a smile, I will take my people to seek refuge with you, can you fulfill their wishes? Just saying that He Yue wants peace in the world, you can't give it, and you can never give it.
His tone was resolute, as if he saw the future in the near future. For the first time, the lord of Lingwu retorted with some reluctance, saying that I can turn Lingwu from a scale of ten thousand people into a rival to the royal family, and open up a vast space from the desolate and uninhabited fortress, which will naturally make this country stronger.
Could it be that her destiny is set, her hundreds of years of hard work will eventually come to naught, and she must continue to wait in that bitter cold place where the sun never ends? Could it be that in this world there really is a destiny, which is pursued hard but still fails
Why!
Lord Lingwu's eyes widened suddenly, and he raised his hand. The golden flame turned into a roaring tornado, and began to roar and move between the sky and the earth. She was wearing a long skirt fluttering in the wind, and the majesty of the emperor enveloped the entire Luofeng Mountain again.
Ordinary flames were still spreading with the wind at first, but gradually began to converge towards the golden tornado, and the entire tornado was like a dragon absorbing water, slowly draining the flames in the forest.
The veil at the corners of Lord Lingwu's lips began to be stained with bright red blood.
For the royal family, and for Fan Qing, attacking Luofeng Mountain with fire might be a good strategy.
But they forgot one thing—
The phoenix will not die in the fire, the phoenix will be reborn in the flames.