Chapter 269 – Change in the Well of the Looking Glass after a Great Victory
Chapter 269 – Changes in the Moonwatch Well after the Great Victory
In the first year of the Great Zhou’s Zhen Yuan, the 19th year of the Ghost Fang Country’s Tianwu.
November 26th.
On this day, the small Fei Chuan Plain with thousands of miles of fertile land was filled with scattered and fleeing allied troops of the thirteen western countries, rubbing together in the east, rubbing together in the west, densely packed and boundless, at first they were still organized, but later on, due to the western Qin army launching a pursuit, they were completely scattered and turned into a paste.
Pieces and pieces of the western region army can not escape, have kneeled down to surrender, more are still running in a mess, do not know where to escape to, in any case, to escape out of the good.
At this moment, the valor of the western region army has lost all fighting spirit, all pride, anxious as a lost dog!
When the Western Qin army surrounded and intercepted from both sides, more and more Western armies kneeled down and asked to surrender!
On top of the deep southern mountains, ever since Xin Zhuo unfolded the center army to charge the formation, it was plunged into a deathly silence.
After a long time, Mr. Dongfang sighed leisurely, his face complex as he looked high into the sky: “The Western Region is in complete chaos!”
This “chaos” is not the real meaning of chaos, for the Western Qin army and the three states and eighteen provinces, it may be the beginning of stability, is the hope after a great victory, but for the court of ministers, it is the last thing they want to see!
Unsurprisingly, what follows is a game between the Divine Policy Army, the Frontier Army, the experts of the Palace of Peace, the experts of the Palace of the Immortals, the experts of the world’s sects, and even the ministers of the Western Qin Dynasty.
The burly youth looked gloomy and said, “This kid is indeed capable of what people can’t do, Senior Uncle Ancestor, categorically can’t tolerate him!”
“To behead fourteen great masters of the sands in one move, how many martial artists of the same realm in the world can do that? I’m afraid Shen Daozi can’t do it either, right? His evil blood knife, originally didn’t have such great power, I saw the Niang Niang’s auger spirit from it, and the remnants of a similar four elephants!”
Miss Ningshuang’s voice was soft, but full of questions, “Can Mr. Dongfang explain exactly where this person came from? Why does he have such a terrifying talent and so many ancient divine abilities?”
Mr. Dongfang was silent for a long time, he didn’t know how to answer, he even realized that he had completely underestimated Xin Zhuo, if he had only had a few scruples before this, then now he was feeling chills all over his body!
That’s right! He felt an unprecedented chill!
Xin Zhuo had grown too fast! Not to mention the rebirth of meridians, a thousand weird martial arts, you can’t even guess what he will become in the future!
He had just carefully run through Xin Zhuo s past, and he suddenly realized that this kid he …… couldn t be mediocre!
“Kill him! There is no second choice!”
That handsome-faced young girl, frowning, slowly took two steps forward, as if she wanted to lock on to the position of that West Qin County King through the unseen army.
“Not for the time being!”
Mr. Dongfang turned around and left, his voice was old: “At least not for this period of time, wrapped in the might of a great victory, even the Western Qin army will be greatly expanded in the next few days, coupled with his terrifying aids to battle, no one can kill him amidst a thousand armies, that is, if he is killed, no one can withstand the bloodthirsty fury of 100,000 or even hundreds of thousands of armies!”
……
“Victory!”
“Surprisingly, it’s a win!”
“Jiang Yuqing, I’m afraid I won’t be able to run away with the title of Famous General of the Western Region!”
“It’s really mind-blowing and overwhelming! What a beautiful battle, what a bloody battlefield, what a bizarre change ……”
On the northern peak, Lu Jiu, Feng Shuning, Ning Zhiwei and Shui Qingliu were a group of people whose hearts were fluttering with a blush that was hard to describe on their faces.
As the lifted hearts fell and rose, after witnessing the Western Qin Army’s reversal of defeat and the vagaries of the battlefield, they realized that their spirits seemed to have been sublimated.
At this moment, whether they admitted it or not, deep down they had clearly realized that that West Qin County King Jiang Yuqing was no longer in the same realm as them, whether it was in terms of sleight of hand, conquests, or martial realm.
……
“Victory! The pattern of the Western Region has completely changed ……”
Jiang Hu stood on the edge of a river bank, staring dully in the direction of the Little Fei River, muttering. His face was sometimes grim, sometimes filled with redness, and his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time, so he simply turned his head and laughed three times: “This nephew of mine can be called the fierce general of the world! Do you all have any objections?”
Then realized that the three Western Sect buddies, their faces were filled with confusion and disbelief.
They realized that they had been living foolishly for these many years, with a high level of realm, but it was difficult for them to keep up with the tactics and strategies, boldness and hegemony of a kid who was only seventeen years old.
Witnessing the beginning and end of an unprecedented duel with their own eyes filled them with complex emotions.
…… Regardless of what others think, Xin Zhuo just calmly caused the construction of a high platform handsome account, in addition to the bear paw five women, Murong Huo and others and eight hundred iron floating guards to guard, the rest of the people are not allowed to approach.
Even in the handsome tent, no one is allowed to enter.
Until in the tens of thousands of guards West Qin army respect to the extreme gaze, step by step into the handsome tent, put down the door curtain, face changed, full of red light, clenched fists, pacing back and forth.
No one is a saint, the bet won, his mood is naturally very cool, can not help but whisper and laugh for a long time.
Then he sat down and invoked the Moonwatch Well, and was a little disappointed again.
[Sacrificial Spirit:The true spirit of the qi of the Western Qin army!
Containing the blood-slaying qi of the Western Qin land, battlefield combat qi, and the qi of opening up the frontier.
True Spirit Fusion: 7 out of 10!
Seven out of ten means that under the great victory, it has not yet reached the shared state of seizing the sacrificial spirit again, it is still a bit short.
What was missing, it was hard to say!
After thinking carefully for a long time, I still think that I should put it down for the time being, and analyze it after the sweeping matter is done.
Nightfall, the battlefield has been cleaned up.
Murong Hugh asked for instructions, walked into the handsome tent, messy scruff, sharp eyes, like a changed person, only the tone is still as casual as it was at the beginning, rubbed his hands together and laughed: “Big boss, the battlefield is cleaned up, guess the battle damage ratio?”
“Say!”
Xin Zhuo lifted his pen and transcribed the paper raft, ready to record.
These things were actually done by the accompanying secretary, but he felt that he could better solve the remaining “three out of ten” by organizing it himself.
Murong Huo stood up and made a military salute, and said with a straight face: “Reporting to the Great Governor, our army has 17,434 dead, 30,876 wounded, and 897 missing!
The Western Region allied forces were annihilated by forty-nine thousand eight hundred and ninety-nine people, and sixty-one thousand seven hundred and fifty-one people were wounded.”
Sure enough! The real battlefield casualties were not that outrageous, mostly routs.
Xin Zhuo transcribed them one by one, pondered for a moment, and asked, “How many people have been captured so far?”
Murong Hugh smiled quite brightly: “Already captured 390,000 western region troops, were Jiang Ban Er’s trap camp 20,000 people surrendered their weapons, driven like cats and dogs, even no one resisted!”
“Not enough!”
Xin Zhuo looked at Murong Huo and ordered in a deep voice: “Make Jiang Gu’en, Yuchi Jun, Tuoba Ke’ui, Lin Hao Tian and Folding Kun personally, drive the remaining Western Regions routed troops towards the main camp of the Western Regions allied army headquarters in Qinghuwan, make those people in Zhang Guangpu cooperate, make them all infected with plague, and strive to capture all of them, by the evening of tomorrow, I want to hear the good news.”
After a pause, “You and Sister Ying’er, Lao Bai, Da Gui, Jiulang, and Qiniang also go, using our old methods, the captives must not have any accidents!”
“Here!” Murong Huo led the order and hurriedly left.
Xin Zhuo thought about it and shouted outside again: “Win Jian Ying, Bear Paw, Sai Qing Zhu you come in!”
Sai Qingzhu five women hurriedly entered the handsome tent, bowed and saluted: “County King!”
Xin Zhuo wrote down a transfer order and threw it over: “You and Bai Xuanqi will lead 10,000 troops together to recapture the 13 prefectures of the two lost states, and if you encounter any obstruction, you can make the local lineages and martial artists cooperate!”
“Here!” The five women hurriedly left.
Xin Zhuo contemplated for a moment before shouting again, “Someone come!”
This time the one who entered was actually Yuchi Shuozhen, the valiant, proud and incomparable female general, who at the moment, with constraint and adoration, made a military salute and said: “The last general is here!”
Xin Zhuo carefully sized up this female general, said in a deep voice: “You lead the guards around the marshal tent of three thousand people, quickly go to the western region army’s granary Jiwei town, guard there, use it as the army’s future grain and grass!”
“Here!”
(End of chapter)