"Your Highness, calm down your anger. Your Highness, please calm down. I only made this decision in order for Your Highness to be able to securely control the political power!"

"Besides, Wei Chen didn't really ask His Highness to betray all the military information in Northern Xinjiang. What Wei Chen means is that we can pass on true or false information to the enemy, as long as it can cause trouble to the Northern Army!"

The Taifu looked up and saw His Highness furious, and immediately knelt on the ground and pretended to be scared and explained.

He really didn't expect His Highness the Fourth Prince to be so concerned about the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers!

"For the sake of your love, I will forgive you. Get up!"

Hearing that he was thinking about himself, Zhao Wuyan's furious expression softened a little.

He is not incompetent, so how could he make fun of the lives of the iron-blooded soldiers of the Song Dynasty? Without them, would the country of the Song Dynasty still be stable?

He didn't want to become the king of the country before he even sat on the throne!

"But is it reliable for you to convey military information with half-truths and half-falsities?"

He changed his mind and asked the Taifu in a very emotional way.

The power order makes you faint!

After hearing His Highness the Fourth Prince's test, the Grand Tutor knelt on the ground with his forehead pressed against the stone slab, and could not help but reveal a treacherous smile from the corners of his eyes.

"Your Highness, I promise with my head on my neck that I will not risk the lives of tens of millions of soldiers!"

"I just want His Highness to take over the imperial power as soon as possible and ascend to the throne!"

Taifu looked at Zhao Wuyan loyally, his tone full of determination.

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"Oh, this retreat is really a hard job. After only three days, it feels like a day is like a year!"

"It's really easier said than done!"

Dugu Feng leaned against the rock wall with his back, leaning on the iron sword beside him, looking at the smooth mirror-like cliff opposite him in total solitude.

Easier said than done!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk~ This cliff is so smooth, it looks like it has been split open by a sword, and from the side it looks like a sword blade pointing straight into the sky!"

He turned his head sideways and carefully looked around at the shape of the cliff in front of him. It looked like a broken sword hanging upside down.

It looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side, but it looks different from a distance!

"My dear, if this is a broken sword, then how powerful the enemy must be to break this sky-holding sword!"

As he spoke, he took out the suona from his pocket and started playing it to relieve the impatience in his heart.

Suddenly, bursts of sharp and high-pitched suona sounds echoed continuously in the back mountain canyon, startling the birds all the way.

"Junior brother, please don't cry in mourning! Playing funeral music is really unlucky~"

In the Siguo Cave not far next door, Xu Chaogong was the first one who couldn't stand the harsh music and stuck his head out and shouted to him.

"Okay, senior brother! Then I will change to a relaxed and cheerful style!"

When he heard Brother Xu's complaint, he immediately changed the tune and played a half-hearted song called "A Hundred Birds Pay Attention to the Phoenix".

"Hey~ Junior Brother Ye, this song is interesting!"

When the song was played, the voice of second senior brother Jin Gangyang came from the Siguo Cave on the other side.

It turns out that this tune uses a warm and cheerful melody and the harmonious sounds of birds to express the vibrant nature.

But by chance, the sound of the suona and the chirping of birds in the cliff formed a harmonious chorus.

It presents an artistic conception of hundreds of birds chirping.

The first time I played "A Hundred Birds Pay Attitude to the Phoenix", I got the approval of the second senior brother, and he couldn't help but work harder and started playing!

I am a genius when riding a horse!

In the next half month, in addition to meditating and practicing, they in the back mountain will rely on Junior Brother Ye's suona sound to relieve their boredom.

Late one night, the bright moon was in the sky.

Dugu Feng felt inexplicably irritable and had no intention of meditating. He couldn't help but hold his sword and go to the entrance of the cave, looking up at the bright moonlight and the cliffs opposite.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, carrying a cloud that blocked the bright moonlight, turning the sky and the earth into darkness.

On the opposite side of the cliff, which was as smooth as a mirror, a few lines of words appeared on the surface of the cliff, and the sword intention of the wind was about to emerge.

"Huh? There are words!"

Feeling the looming wind and sword intent on the cliff, Dugu Feng suddenly became interested and swept away the irritability he had just felt.

Staring at the cliff with concentration.

As a result, as soon as the bright moonlight came out, the faintly visible handwriting disappeared.

I rolled my eyes and thought there was something fishy about this!

"This mysterious writing is related to the moonlight, you might as well try it!"

Just thinking about it, I used all my strength to circulate the true energy in my body, my sleeves vibrated, and there was no wind blowing from it, blowing towards the clouds in the sky.

After a while, the clouds moved gently and slowly covered the full moon.

The writing on the bottom of the cliff slowly appeared again. After he prepared in advance, he finally saw the writing on it clearly.

"My original intention will never be forgotten. The road is long and the only companion is the sword!"

"Let's go forward with the strong wind, and there will be a few shooting stars behind us!"

"Death is like the wind, always with me!"

Three lines of words suddenly caught the eye.

"Ding~"

"The strong sword intent of the wind has been detected. I hope the master can quickly hold his breath and comprehend the sword intent!"

Hearing the voice of the system in his mind, he knew that he had encountered a legendary opportunity, and success or failure depended on understanding!

You must know that the system is usually aloof and taciturn. Unless you find him yourself, he will not speak.

Tonight, the system suddenly sounded a prompt, indicating that these three lines of writing are really related to the inheritance of the Gale Swordsman!

Don't miss this opportunity, it will never come back!

Immediately, he inserted the blood-drinking sword into the rock beside him, sat cross-legged, and stared at the writing on the cliff, comprehending the artistic conception in it.

Slowly, the tadpole-like writing in his eyes changed.

It's as if my consciousness changes with the handwriting and enters an illusion.

I saw that in this illusion, strong winds were blowing everywhere, hurricanes were sweeping across the earth, and the entire space was filled with agile wind elements.

Things made of wind appear and disappear, as if the world is made of wind.

Earth, wind, fire, water!

suddenly appear in consciousness.

"Oh my god, isn't this the wind element, one of the four elements of the world mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures?"

Dugu Feng looked at the surrounding environment in surprise. The air-piercing slash in his consciousness burst out on its own, and traces of the sword intent emitted and merged into the surrounding hurricane.

It is as friendly as a swallow returning to its nest or a stream flowing into the sea.

In an instant, the whole world's hurricane was alarmed by the situation here, and the whole body was affected by it.

The entire world of wind elements became manic, as if the end of the world was coming, with strong winds roaring and everything in the hurricane's path turning into nothingness.

Tornadoes kept coming towards my consciousness, as if to destroy my existence, which did not belong to the world of wind.

I feel like my consciousness is constantly being torn apart by the strong wind, and I will disappear into this world at any time.

Only by activating the gale force sword intent with all one's strength can one survive in the strong wind.

Just in line with the sentence: Death is like the wind, always with me!

As he continued to activate his own sword spirit, it seemed as if he had become a member of the hurricane, feeling the meaning of the wind's freedom, unrestraint, and wandering around the world.

Dugu Feng felt that he understood more and more the artistic conception of "go forward with the strong wind, and there will be a few shooting stars behind you".
Chapter completed!