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Chapter 472: Li De
On September 20th, the Eastern Palace Guards arrived 30 miles from the outskirts of Fancheng. Guangling King Fang Weihan ordered the entire army to build camps on the spot and prepare for battle.

In the main camp of the government army, all the sixth-rank generals led by the Eastern Palace Guards gathered here, preparing to hold a combat meeting against the Bingzhou army.

"Now that everyone is here, let's first summarize the intelligence we have."

Fang Weihan turned sideways and nodded to Chen Yuxian.

"Yes!"

Chen Yuxian took a scroll of feather book and pointed at the map in front of him with a wooden stick:

"According to our previous reconnaissance, and the report sent by Xuan Zhongwei, the Bingzhou Northern Army currently has about 120,000 people, and the Bingzhou Southern Army has about 90,000 people. Among them, the most elite 30,000 Bingzhou cavalry are in the Northern Army."

"The Bingzhou South Army is far away from us, while the Bingzhou North Army camped between the Baihe River and the Tanghe River northeast of Fancheng. The camps are spread over ten miles, and most of their transportation and water supply also rely on these two rivers."

"There are nine to twelve seventh-turn priests in the Shangyuan Wang Clan. So far, we have found out that there should be six monks who followed Wang Boguang to Xiangyang this time. In addition to Ni Yin who was personally beheaded by His Majesty, and Duanmu Ling who is stationed in the Southern Army, there are four seventh-turn priests in the Bingzhou Northern Army. The number of sixth-turn priests is roughly 20 to 30, and the number of fifth-turn priests is 70 to 80. Those below the level of Ascension to God are omitted."

Although they had some knowledge of the power of the Shangyuan Wang family in advance, most of the generals present still felt a tingling sensation on their scalps when they heard about the huge number of cultivators.

Although the number of people was 90,000 to 120,000, they were confident that the elite combat power led by the Eastern Palace Guards was enough to offset this disadvantage. However, in terms of high-end combat power, the Bingzhou Northern Army had four seventh-turn and thirty sixth-turn cultivators, while they only had two seventh-turn cultivators, Fang Weihan and Fang Tang, two half-step seventh-turn cultivators, Zhao Erye and Chen Yuxian, and nine sixth-turn cultivators.

What's more serious is that none of these monks major in the Five Elements Path. The lack of large-scale killing capabilities means that the East Palace Guards will fall into an extremely passive situation on the front battlefield.

Just as the generals were having different thoughts, Fang Weihan raised his hand and said calmly:

"Exclude Su Rong from the list of seventh rank."

"What the general Wei was talking about was the 'Zhenrong Ce' Su Rong?" Chen Yuxian pondered for a moment and asked respectfully.

"Yes." Fang Weihan nodded, "Just yesterday, Su Rong was killed by Deputy Commander Xiao Jinxiao at the west gate of Fancheng."

Upon hearing the news, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

"Deputy Envoy Xiao is truly a timely help!"

"This is our good fortune."

Su Rong previously held the post of Zhongshu Zuocheng, Ziqing Jianyi Doctor, and was also known as the Great Sage of the Fire, and his reputation spread far and wide. Such a powerful Five Elements cultivator was killed by Xiao Jin, which undoubtedly greatly boosted the morale of the Great Zhou.

"I have contacted King Pingyuan and General Tao. In this battle, the Fancheng garrison and the Imperial Guards will cooperate with us." Fang Weihan said in a deep voice, "As long as we hold back the Bingzhou Northern Army in the front, and wait for the Imperial Guards and Changyuan Iron Guards to launch a flank attack, the enemy will surely collapse."

"In addition, according to credible news, Qingming Huo Guang has joined the Bingzhou camp. If you meet Qingming people, kill them without mercy."

"Qingming Huo Guang?" Everyone's heart sank.

He was also a notorious figure in the martial arts world, the leader of Qingming and the wielder of the Chixiao Divine Sword. Countless people had died at his hands.

He himself is a seventh-level master, and there must be more than one seventh-level master in Qingming. If Qingming joins the battle, can they still hold on?

"General Tao and Deputy Envoy Xiao are both seventh-level masters. There is no need to underestimate yourselves. In this battle, our Great Zhou will surely win." A crisp female voice came from the back of the military camp. It was Fang Tang.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" All the soldiers hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed.

"In the current war, I am just an ordinary soldier under the command of Prince Guangling. No need to be polite."

Fang Tang walked gracefully to Fang Weihan's side and stood still, his light golden robe with dragon pattern brushing against his fingertips.

"Your Majesty." Fang Weihan saluted her.

"Hello, teacher." Fang Tang blinked and tilted his head slightly.

"I will fight alongside you soldiers and witness the demise of the Uehara royal family with my own eyes."

The dragon of luck hovered behind the girl, with such a majestic aura that anyone could be convinced just by looking at it.

"We swear to follow your majesty till death!"

Several veterans were very excited.

"Everyone, the final battle is here. If we work together, we will be able to clear the aristocratic family's deep-rooted illness, eradicate the poisonous sores of You and Bing, and achieve eternal success!"

Fang Weihan said loudly.

"The destiny is determined by heaven, but the success lies in man's hands!"

The soldiers were very excited and said in unison:
"It all depends on man!"

……

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At the junction of Tangbai River northeast of Xiangyang, it is the garrison of Bingzhou Northern Army.

Wang Boguang stared at the surging river water merging into the Han River in front of him. Reflected in his dark pupils were the last words his father said to him that day.

"Today at twilight hour, you will take your retainers and clan elders and head east through the underground tunnel."

Under the candlelight, Wang Tun's voice was calm and stern.

"May I ask, father, what is the trend of Changming?" Wang Boguang bowed.

"Guangling is causing trouble, and there is no way to change it." Wang Tun shook his head slightly, "The emperor fanned the flames, and the ignorant and stupid people were deceived and rioted. There is no place for my Wang family in Changming anymore."

"Although there are some shortcomings, the situation is pressing and we have no way to retreat. The Wang family's plan has been planned for a thousand years. I originally wanted to realize it myself, but now it seems that I can only hand it over to you."

"The boats for Pujin Ferry are ready. Let's cross the river to Shangyuan. The soldiers of Bingzhou are ready."

Wang Boguang stood still for a moment, then bowed and asked again:

"Father, won't you leave with us?"

"The last hidden clue is still in my hands. I can't leave."

Wang Tun stood with his hands behind his back. Under the long candlelight, his shadow looked like a ghost.

"Cross the river and let King Uehara become the king of the world."

Wang Tun said.

Time passed, and in a flash a year had passed. He came to the river again. The Wang family's plan was proceeding in an orderly manner step by step in his hands.

Kill Fang Zun, contact the foreign tribes, split the royal family, and advance south to Luojing. Although there are a few stubborn people who are still stubborn, as long as the army crosses the river and captures the city, Fang Weihan and Fang Tang, Xie Lingwan and Xiao Jin, all the remnants of the Great Zhou will turn into dry bones in the grave.

"The last battle?"

Wang Boguang turned the jade pendant with the word "Wang" in his hand, and a hint of excitement and madness appeared in his sinister eyes.

"Could it be that you can still turn the tide like before?"

"Fang Weihan, I'm looking forward to it."

The messenger came hurriedly, knelt down and bowed, and reported to him the bad news.

"Secretary, Lord Su Rong has been ambushed and killed by Lanling Xiao Jin!"

Wang Boguang did not say anything, and the messenger remained in his original posture, not daring to move.

As time passed, the atmosphere by the river became as cold as freezing point, and the messenger was sweating profusely.

"When did the Xuan Zhongwei enter Fancheng?" Wang Boguang said gloomily, "We have an army of more than 100,000 soldiers surrounding a small city that is not even a county town. How could the Xuan Zhongwei slip in?"

The messenger said tremblingly: "It is said that... it took the waterway."

"Waterway?" Wang Boguang lowered his head and laughed.

"Who is guarding the Han River waterway today?"

"I don't know." "If you don't know, go check!" Wang Boguang shouted angrily. He slammed the ground with the earth element. The rumbling shock scared the messenger pale. "Find those two! Punish them by military law!"

"Yes... yes!" The messenger crawled away from the place.

Wang Boguang slowly gathered the elemental power in his hands, but the anger in his heart had not yet subsided. Apart from himself, there were two seventh-turn five-element cultivators in the Shangyuan Wang army, and Su Rong had always been the stronger one, and he was also the most lethal fire element.

His death was undoubtedly a huge blow to the high-level combat power. The Bingzhou Northern Army must replenish its high-level combat power.

"Why haven't the 10,000 elite cavalry and ten holy blessings that the Northern Desert Royal Court promised to help arrived yet?" Wang Boguang whispered to himself, "These foreign bastards..."

When facing the enemy, even someone as calm as Wang Boguang would become angry.

A fast horse galloped along the river, its hooves raising yellow sand.

These are the loyal soldiers of the Wang family. Unless there is important information, they usually won't report in person to higher authorities.

"Secretary, something terrible has happened." The assassin dismounted and knelt, saying hastily, "Something has happened in Jizhou!"

“Crack.”

The jade pendant in Wang Boguang's hand was crushed into a crack.

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……

Youzhou, Jizhou County, Jicheng.

The flames of war that stretched for 3,000 miles did not affect this place. People fleeing from Jizhou poured into Jicheng, and the Lu family of Fanyang did not turn them away. The five counties of Youzhou had become a northern paradise during the war.

In the dead of night, two guards who had just finished their shift were chatting in front of the side door of Jicheng Prison.

"It's really not peaceful outside. I heard that there's fighting in Xiangyang again." A guard sighed, "Could it be that... the whole world really has to change its surname to Wang?"

"I think it's hard to say. How can one change one's surname just like that?" Another guard shook his head.

"Ah, these things have nothing to do with us. Whoever the emperor is, how can it affect our life or death?" He coughed twice and spat. "The Wang family, the Fang family, only foreigners will massacre the city. If we have good relations with them, what can we do? The old patriarch is wise!"

"That's true." Another guard suddenly lowered his voice, "But have you heard that our old patriarch seems to have had some problems with his practice?"

"Who told you that? How come I didn't know?" another guard asked in amazement, "Hasn't the old patriarch already broken through the seventh level and become the best in the world? What could go wrong?"

"My sister, she is the maidservant beside the mistress, she..."

"Keep quiet!" another guard suddenly shouted.

The sound of horse hooves gradually approached, and a group of people slowly got off the carriage at the side door of the prison. Leading them was a tall young man, who was Lu Shengxiang from the Fanyang Lu family.

The two guards opened the barrier stone and bowed, "Young Master."

"Open the door." Lu Shengxiang said.

"Yes!"

The prison barrier was broken, and two guards pulled open the heavy iron door with force. Lu Shengxiang waved his hand to signal his attendants to stop, and then walked into the prison with a man in a bamboo hat behind him.

The prison had fallen into disrepair and the roof was leaking. It snowed in Youzhou today, and the accumulated snow melted and seeped into the prison floor, forming puddles. The footsteps of the two men were accompanied by the sound of water as they walked through the dark prison cell.

No one spoke during the whole process. Finally, after opening three doors and closing two isolation formations, the two stopped at the door of an independent cell at the deepest part.

Lu Shengxiang opened the door and walked into the cell.

Inside the cell, a man was tied up with shackles, his long grey hair was messy and covered his face, the reflected moonlight shone on the blood stains. The prison uniform made of linen was damp, and flies could be seen if one looked closely.

"I seem to recognize you, Lu Shengxiang from the Lu family of Fanyang, right?" The prisoner turned his head, his eyes hidden under his gray hair still burning.

"There is another guy who hides his head and shows his tail. Why is it that he is too ugly to see people?"

Lu Shengxiang bowed first, then thought for a moment and said respectfully:

"Mr. Tao, you...can leave now."

The man sneered: "What Lord Tao? Lord Tao is dead! There is only an ordinary person with no cultivation here."

Lu Shengxiang took out the jade talisman from his sleeve and crushed it with force, and a turquoise light shone on the prisoner's body. Then the light appeared outside and turned into a turquoise unicorn, which fell off piece by piece and broke into pieces.

The prisoner's cultivation level suddenly began to expand, from the first level, to the second level, and then to the peak level of the sixth level before it stopped.

Tao Yan stretched his muscles, took off the shackles and threw them aside.

"I didn't notice it just now, Lu Tainian, but it turns out that it's you, old man, who is hiding your true colors. What, are you so bored that you come to tease me?" Tao Yan asked with interest.

"Brother Tao, you're joking. I'm just afraid that my half-human appearance will scare you." Lu Tainian said hoarsely.

"What are you saying?" Tao Yan shook off his tattered clothes stained with blood and said self-deprecatingly, "No matter how inhuman you are, can you be as shabby as I am?"

"Mr. Tao, weren't you asking for these prison uniforms, shackles, and cells?" Lu Shengxiang said helplessly, "Ask yourself, if we hadn't secretly rescued you, would you have died outside Yanmen? Since you came here, haven't we treated you well every day? Have we ever treated you badly?"

"Indeed not." Tao Yan nodded, "So Lu Tainian, did you fail to break through?"

"Haha... I still can't hide it from Brother Tao."

The black-robed man lifted his bamboo hat, revealing an old face underneath. It was dry and dehydrated, with wrinkles all over it, and looked dead, like a candle in the wind that would not live for many days.

"You've aged like this." Tao Yan was shocked. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on his shoulder. A flash of blood energy flashed across his body. "The meridians are swollen, the blood is flowing backwards, and I can only suppress it with brute force. How many days do you have left to live?"

"Less than two months." Lu Tainian said lightly.

"Why bother? Is it worth it to give up being the best in the world just for an eighth rank?" Tao Yan had a complicated expression.

"If given a choice, who would be willing to seek the skin of a tiger! Great grandfather did this only to fight for a glimmer of hope for my Lu family." Lu Shengxiang said sadly.

"Boy, don't make yourself sound so wronged." Tao Yan sneered, "How could I not know what your great grandfather was planning? Didn't he just want to rely on the transcendent status of the Eighth Transformation Mingwu to secure his position in Youzhou? No matter who wins this war, with his influence alone, your Lu family can continue to be the local tyrants in peace. Now that it didn't work out, it can only be said that man proposes, God disposes."

"So I say, Mr. Tao, you can go now." Lu Shengxiang said, "Fanyang Lu saved your life, it's time for you to repay us."

Tao Yan smiled sarcastically: "You really know that I, Tao Yan, will repay a favor? Do you think I will speak well of a family that opens its doors to foreigners?"

"Wang Shi of Shangyuan forced us, so we had to obey. Brother Tao just needs to plead for mercy to the empress." Lu Tainian coughed twice.

"I don't have that much energy." Tao Yan shook his head.

"How about a counterattack by 50,000 Youzhou cavalry?" Lu Shengxiang suddenly asked, "and... a promise from Prime Minister Xie?"

Tao Yan stared at the two people from the Lu family in front of him with his fierce eyes, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"With such a prime minister, how can the Great Zhou Dynasty not be victorious?"

……

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Yangzhou, Huainan County, Hefei New City.

Xie Lingwan sat at the desk by the window, her long black hair hanging down her sleeves, the warm sunlight filtering through the window lattice, her fair wrists spotless and as white as snow.

The sound of a carrier pigeon flapping its wings landed in the courtyard, and the girl's elegant writing paused slightly. She untied the paper tube tied to the pigeon's legs, and her eyes quickly swept over the few characters on the letter, and she understood.

Xie Lingwan casually threw away the feathered book, and lazily bent over the desk, her snow-white cheek supported by her bare hands, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Suddenly, she smiled, as elegant as a blooming orchid.

"Next...it's up to my husband."

(End of this chapter)