On the winter solstice in the twenty-sixth year of the Apocalypse, the army of the Qin Dynasty came to the city of Yan. They broke through the city in three days and marched all the way into the capital of the Yan Kingdom. Under the leadership of General Wang Qian, the Yan Kingdom was destroyed in just one month.
Not long after, the general Nei Shidong was ordered to lead a hundred thousand Qin troops to march eastward, aiming directly at South Korea.
At this point, the remaining five countries in the north had to start considering a joint plan.
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At the same time, in the Song Kingdom, in an uninhabited mountain forest, Xie Changyuan was sitting in front of a bonfire. The firewood burned and made a crackling sound. Occasionally, debris with sparks flew up. The firelight illuminated Xie Changyuan's face. , seems cloudy and uncertain.
There was a pot on the bonfire, which Xie Changyuan had picked up in the woods. A pot of wild vegetables was being cooked in it.
"Alas." Xie Changyuan sighed as if he was worried.
When he was young, he had read some fairy tales. In the stories, when the hero was sleeping rough in the mountains, he would be lucky enough to encounter one or two high-level spiritual beasts. Eating their meat could greatly replenish himself, and he could sell a lot of their spiritual cores. Money may improve your cultivation.
But after personal experience, I realized that these small talk were all lies. Not to mention any spiritual beasts in this barren wilderness, there was not even a fucking rabbit! Xie Changyuan spent most of the day searching in the mountains. I also picked up an iron pot that was suspected to be discarded by a hunter, dug up a few wild vegetables, and barely stewed a pot of wild vegetable soup to satisfy my hunger.
"Junk novels are really harmful to people." Xie Changyuan shook his head repeatedly.
He was in such a hurry to leave Qingshan City a few days ago that he didn't have time to buy dry food. He had forty taels of silver in his arms but had nowhere to spend it. You can imagine how depressed he felt.
The vegetable soup in the pot was not yet cooked, so Xie Changyuan had nothing to do, so he took out the jade pendant used to contact Zixia, tapped it with his fingers, and then tried to speak to her.
"Are you asleep?" he asked.
After a while, Fairy Zixia's cold voice reached her ears.
"Is something wrong?"
Xie Changyuan smiled. He could still hear the beauty's voice in the wilderness, which was considered a pleasure in a difficult situation.
He said happily, "I'm telling you, this journey south has been interesting. Not only did I meet two people from the Martial God Realm I've never seen before, but there was also a saint from the Shenhua Cult who came to me and asked me to join." Her sect, seeing that I didn't agree, used a beauty trick to seduce me. Her papaya-sized breasts were directly pressed against my body, tsk tsk..."
"roll!"
While Xie Changyuan was talking eloquently, Fairy Zixia interrupted him with a slightly suggestive voice.
Then, there was silence over the jade pendant, as if the beauty had walked away and didn't want to talk to him.
Xie Changyuan scratched his head, smiled sarcastically, coughed, and immediately regained his composure.
"Okay, let's be serious, what's going on in Da Qin now?" Xie Changyuan's voice was low.
The beauty on the other side of the jade pendant seemed to snort coldly, but the topic raised by Xie Changyuan was related to the overall situation, so she did not dare to neglect it and immediately explained the truth.
"The State of Yan has been conquered. The king is currently stationed in the State of Yan to recuperate. The next step is to prepare to attack the State of Zhao. On the other side, Nei Shidong is already on his way to attack Korea."
Judging from the distribution of the seven northern kingdoms, the three kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, and Han will be captured first. The next step will be to attack the slightly stronger Wei Kingdom from the north and south, gradually encroaching on the territory, and finally join forces to advance eastward. At that time, only The two most powerful countries, Qi and Chu, are left.
According to the current national strength of Great Qin, the whole country is full of body-training madmen, and with the Taihui Sword Sect as a guarantee, as long as there are no major changes, I believe that the north can be unified within two years. Xie Changyuan has no doubt about this.
"In addition, Emperor Qin wanted me, Taihui Sword Sect, to join the frontline battlefield to kill the enemy, but I refused. Now there are no sects in the northern countries to protect me. Unless the other party has loose cultivators to join the battlefield, I, Taihui, will not attack Yamashita
Ordinary people take action." Fairy Zixia added.
As the only complete Immortal Family sect in the Northern Territory, although the Taihui Sword Sect is the protecting sect of the Qin Empire, the Immortal Family has a magnanimous temperament and cannot attack mortals, as this would be detrimental to their status.
The prerequisite for them to join the battlefield is that there are casual cultivators from other countries appearing on the battlefield, but currently there are none.
Xie Changyuan could understand Zixia's thoughts, so he did not blame anything. The disputes between the Yamashita Dynasty were best left to ordinary people. It was enough that the Taihui Sword Sect could "protect the country".
"You did the right thing." Xie Changyuan affirmed.
The two of them put away the jade pendant in tacit agreement without saying anything else.
"Boo boo..."
The wild vegetable soup in the pot was already boiling. Xie Changyuan picked up a branch and stirred it. It seemed that it was almost ready, so he grabbed the large iron pot with his bare hands and prepared to start it.
He has a body made of Zen Buddhism, and his whole body is as solid as dark iron, so he is naturally not afraid of the high temperature of boiling water.
But just when he was about to open his mouth and drink it all, a burst of singing came from far to the right.
Xie Changyuan put the iron pot back on the shelf and looked in that direction solemnly.
To be precise, the singing voice that came from far away was not pleasant, and even a little unpleasant. The voice was honest but hoarse, and it sounded careless, as if it was a drunken man singing.
A man's singing suddenly came from the deep mountains and forests. This was a ghost! Xie Changyuan's hand touched the giant sword beside him.
"Half of the face is drunk, half of the face is awake, half drunk and half awake, happy and happy~~"
As the voice came closer, Xie Changyuan gradually heard the person's lyrics clearly. The content of the words was quite strange, but he could vaguely hear that there was a hint of Sanskrit in it. After listening to it for a long time, he no longer found it unpleasant, and inevitably had a trace of it.
Good impression.
This surprised Xie Changyuan, and he had the urge to sing along.
He looked in that direction quietly. Not long after, a figure nearly one foot tall appeared in the dark woods. It looked a little strange and the proportions were a little uncoordinated.
Until the figure slowly approached accompanied by the singing, Xie Changyuan found that there seemed to be a person riding on the head of another person, walking towards this side coquettishly.
"???" Xie Changyuan had a question mark.
"Ah, ni mani, coax, ah, ni, mani, coax..."
The figure's head shook, and the song sounded like a monk's chant, which was listenable, chic and contented. The man seemed to be holding a tattered cattail leaf fan in his hand, fanning himself from time to time.
When these two strange people walked into the area illuminated by the bonfire, Xie Changyuan was sure that they were really two people. One was sitting on the shoulders of the other. The scene was quite funny.
Sitting on it was a skinny monk with tattered monk clothes. His hair was unkempt and his hair under the monk's hat was messy and greasy, but it gave people the illusion of being very clean and fresh.
It was as if there was an extremely pure soul wrapped under this sloppy skin, especially those small eyes, which were clearer than a pool of clear water even if they were covered with eye droppings.
The person riding on the head of the old monk was a handsome young man. He was very embarrassed, grinning, and his figure was crooked. His legs were shaking as he walked. It was as strenuous as carrying a mountain on his back, and his back was almost bent.
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Xie Changyuan was stunned when he saw the young man's face, and he immediately recognized who this person was.