From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

The eighteenth day of the first lunar month.

The Duke of Ji did not go straight into the heart of Beiliang, but chose to go south and enter the Qingzhou territory bordering Beiliang Road.

In this regard, the court censors who had been paying close attention to the matter were full of praise, and wrote letters to praise this recently rising military noble for his prudence and sensibility. As the saying goes, kings do not meet kings, and when the local tyrants at the two important checkpoints on the central and western fronts meet, the one who should really be unable to sleep should be the emperor on the dragon throne.

Looking at the entire Liyang territory, it can be roughly divided into thirty states. The scale of each state is far less vast than the eight states of Beimang, but in terms of mountain and river scenery, there is another world of difference.

There are ten regions in the world, namely Beiliang Region, Liangliao Region, Jihe Region, Western Shu, Western Chu, Southern Tang, Central Plains, Southeast Region, Qingzhou Region, and Sanfu Capital Region.

Among them, the Liyang royal family still firmly controls the overall situation and holds an absolute advantage.

On this advantageous chessboard, Xiangyang City, located in the southeast of Qingzhou Road and the west of Zhongyuan Road, is of great significance.

Since ancient times, Xiangyang has been a battleground for military strategists, and it is regarded as the "backbone of the world". As long as the city is there, Western Chu will not be able to attack the heartland of the Central Plains, and the Emperor of Yan of Southern Tang, who has given up his status as a vassal king, will find it difficult to go north.

During the chaos of the Spring and Autumn Period, even though the capital of Western Chu was lost, the city of Xiangyang never fell. The city wall was twenty feet high and eleven miles long, all built with huge bricks and fitted tightly together. Every stone was engraved with the name and hometown of the craftsman. If the attackers penetrated even an inch with weapons, the corresponding craftsman would be executed along with his entire family.

Twenty years ago, General Xu Xiao attacked the city and the military strategist Wang Mingyang defended it. After ten years of attack and defense, in the middle and late stages, people in the city were sold like livestock by the pound. There were 50,000 guards and 200,000 civilians. When the city was broken and street fighting broke out, less than a thousand people were left. At that time, a large number of heroes came regardless of their lives, intending to defend the orthodox Chu against the Liyang barbarians in the north, which resulted in hundreds of thousands of innocent souls.

Twenty years later, this important city, which was once again the backbone of the dynasty.

The King of Jing'an, who was conferred the title here, guards the place together with his brother the King of Guangling. The 90,000 naval forces of Qingzhou and Guangling are now deployed on the Changhong River, which starts from Kunlun in the west, runs across the Central Plains and flows into the sea in the east.

The emperor ordered three veteran generals from the Spring and Autumn Period to set up a Protectorate in the city, which was fully responsible for the military affairs of several surrounding states. However, after the loss of 70,000 elite troops outside the city on New Year's Eve, the offensive and defensive situations had actually changed.

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The convoy of Duke Ji arrived at Xiangyang City. Since the 300 soldiers were all light cavalry, the speed of this border patrol was not slow.

Currently, Western Chu and Southern Tang are fighting for the ownership of Western Shu, and the northern barbarians outside the Great Wall are ready to make a move. The three fronts in the north have occupied most of the court's attention, so after the defeat on New Year's Eve, the local area has recovered 70% of its prosperity.

Hundreds of thousands of people live in the current Xiangyang City. The wealthy families in Qingzhou Road do not mind coming to this majestic city to avoid disaster. At the same time, countless heroes from the Central Plains have gathered again. No matter what, defending the city is the right thing to do. Recently, several first-class sects have taken the lead and are planning to elect a martial arts leader to lead the major sects to uphold justice. This is a grand event that has happened after a sixty-year absence, and it has coincided with an unprecedented year, so the momentum is very large.

Today, all the stalls and commercial roads at the south gate of the city were cleared.

In Xiangyang City, the two vassal kings and veteran general Yang Shenxing all received news from Zhao Gou that the Duke of Ji would arrive soon.

The eldest prince Zhao Wu quickly set off for the front line after New Year's Eve, for no other reason than to boost the morale of the troops.

The current emperor has many children, and the crown prince has not yet been determined, but he has basically been chosen. He is the fourth prince Zhao Zhuan, the younger brother of the eldest prince. Since they were young, the woman who is the mother of the country has taught her two sons that the elder brother should lead troops to fight in all directions, and the younger brother should endure loneliness in the palace.

Different from previous dynasties, because of the existence of Xu Xiao and 300,000 cavalry, the vassal kings with the surname Zhao usually hold great power.

At the south gate of the city, two princes, General Chunqiu and the eldest prince rode side by side on horseback, with elite retainers on both sides. "The Impure Army is really made up of sixth-rank warriors. I heard that the entire army now has 7,000 people. Together with the Yunhui Army, it shouldn't be a problem to resist a central line of only a few dozen miles. Why did you bring so few here?"

The extremely bloated Prince of Guangling grumbled. He squinted his eyes to look at the female coachman, but lost interest when he saw that she was not particularly beautiful. Among the wealthy families in the Guangling fiefdom, a sarcastic saying was secretly circulating: Chu Lushan of Beiliang was only a military general after all, and was too restrained compared to a real local emperor.

"The Duke of Ji didn't come here to fight. Before entering the capital, that person probably didn't intend to let him touch the military power again." Prince Jing'an moved the Buddhist beads in his hand. It was indeed too horrifying to behead two great generals of Beimang one after another. With three thousand cavalrymen roaming around the north and south courtyards, taking charge of the troops was like letting a tiger return to the mountains.

"I heard he is a very handsome man." The eldest prince Zhao Wu laughed out loud for some reason. Since the man was associated with handsomeness, he would definitely not be in the eyes of his mother, who was of ordinary appearance.

"Our duke is just seventeen years old." General Yang Shenxing said with emotion.

"So what? Chen Zhibao, who won the battle of national destiny at the West Wall, was only seventeen years old. As a result, he wasted half his life." Prince Guangling looked at him with disdain, "Carrying a spear to break through the armor of 5,200? If there is a chance, try my Beiwei Army."

Prince Jing'an's eyes flickered. He was only one step away from the throne back then, but after his failure he had no choice but to stay in Xiangyang and eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures. However, the more he chanted, the more he realized that he was unwilling to throw his life away in vain.

Near the city gate, the famous Diaoyutai attic on the city wall is right in front of you. A Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain lives in it, who is in charge of 36,000 large reefs in the city. All of these reefs are inhabited by the souls of the people who died in the war.

At a certain moment, the people in Xiangyang City heard faint wailing, and many people even had hallucinations in which tall cavalrymen on strong horses stabbed a skinny child to death with a single spear.

On the city wall, Longhushan Heavenly Master walked out of Diaoyutai, where he had guarded for twenty years, with his eyes shining with bright purple light.

Among the 36,000 large reefs that had become scenery, densely packed souls of the wronged were queuing to leave the city, half of them were the bloody backs of the soldiers who had died in the siege.

The ghosts of the dead walked across the moat without harming the nobles at the door, as they were protected by the country's destiny.

But among the entourage, a few less capable gangsters were about to die.

The Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu sighed, waved his whisk to offer protection, and lost some favor for the Duke of Ji, whom he had never met before.

The soldiers attacking the city, the soldiers defending the city, the common people in the city, the heroes of the martial arts world, and hundreds of thousands of wronged souls, if they were in the upper realm where the strange environment is more suitable, it would be enough to change the color of the world.

A huge furnace that ordinary people cannot see was built, almost as high as the city gate, and firewood was continuously harvested.

But for someone, it just makes his own Vajra realm a billion points more perfect.

Prince Guangling turned around and looked in astonishment at the commander of his personal guards trembling, as if he might fall off his horse and fall into the moat at any time, ending up in a ridiculous situation.

"Is there something I can't see?"

The commander of the personal guards shook his head with a complicated expression. People below the first level might just feel fear in their hearts, but only those ordinary people like them, who regarded him as a god in the eyes of ordinary people in the world, understood how unattainable the person in the carriage was.

(End of this chapter)