"You don’t understand [self-planning]!"
He easily discerned the strategic style of Anxi City from Wen Qingyu’s docunts and took advantage of Wen Qingyu’s unconsciousness to let it slip away. Lan Wendu used this thod to inform Lu Youxian, enabling Lu Youxian to successfully hold Anxi City in check.
This could be considered quite an achievent.
Hence, the initial vigilance and alertness gradually relaxed.
It was confird that Mr. Wen Qingyu was rely a foolish, harmless person.
Later it was discovered that Mr. Wen Qingyu was actually responsible for various trades in Anxi City. Although Lan Wendu was talented, he also had the habits of officials from the aristocratic lineage of Chen Country, using his position to gather personal gain.
Seeing Wen Qingyu had no suspicion of him, he wanted to seize the benefits for himself, without reporting to Lu Youxian, and signed nurous trade route collaborations with Anxi City, allowing trade caravans to enter the border fortresses of Chen Country.
He filled his pockets, gaining lots of gold and silver, feeling temporarily satisfied.
Initially, the border troops of Chen Country were extrely vigilant, rigorously inspecting the trade caravans brought by Wen Qingyu each ti. However, they always found everything normal, and whenever the trade guilds arrived, they brought many delicacies and respectful gifts to the border soldiers of Chen Country.
It beca routine, thus gradually the inspections beca less stringent. anwhile, Lan Wendu, who earned tens of thousands of taels of silver in less than a month, grew even greedier, and his internal vigilance gradually faded under the allure of gold and silver.
The city was built flawlessly from all sides.
Lu Youxian may not have understood formations like the great grandmasters of the Yin Yang Family from centuries ago, but he knew the principle of compensating quality with quantity, reinforcing the defenses of the city to be both large and strong.
Absolutely impossible to break through.
The vigilance in Lan Wendu’s heart relaxed gradually, so officials within the city disapproved, saying it was irrational, but were subdued by the power of money, a common practice in Chen Country’s officialdom, except for Lu Youxian who did not conform.
Coincidentally, Xue Family’s Trade Guild ca and went, and within the border Heroic City, a tea house was built, called—
Changfeng Building.
......
On that day, Lu Youxian annihilated seven thousand Western Region troops, beheaded them and built a Corpse Pile, obtaining countless cattle and sheep; He Ruoqinhu advanced fiercely on the northern front, unmatched and breaking through, t with Divine General Xiao Wuliang, each leading fifty thousand troops to slaughter.
The He Ruo Army showed mighty discipline.
Xiao Wuliang was defeated, He Ruoqinhu charged forward.
The Wolf King suddenly attacked from the north side, He Ruoqinhu clashed with the Wolf King.
Unable to withstand, defeated.
Led the remaining troops to retreat, Wolf King Chen Fubi sat on horseback, watching He Ruoqinhu leave, even among divine generals, there was a difference, the gap between Wolf King and He Ruoqinhu seed just a step, but at this mont, Wolf King bore the great montum of nation’s destruction, vast and grand.
He Ruoqinhu wasn’t his match, clashing with the Wolf King multiple tis, all resulted in defeat.
However, the first ti he left with only five thousand troops, this ti he could reorganize his forces, such a famous general, adapting to the Wolf King’s style in an astonishing manner.
Xiao Wuliang stepped forward to plead guilty.
The Wolf King laughed heartily: "You all fought hard, what guilt is there?"
"Rise!"
The Wolf King rewarded those who bravely fought enemies, thus the morale in the army rose high, during the great feast, the Old Living Buddha found the Wolf King, even in the victorious feast, there was no drinking, only plenty of cattle and sheep.
The Wolf King held a cup, gazing at the sky, the Old Living Buddha noticed the Wolf King’s aura, increasingly intense and grand, yet gradually possessing a sense of decline, the Old Wolf King said: "The monk is here?"
The old monk looked at the Wolf King and said: "The King’s aura is becoming more and more fierce."
"That cultivation technique..."
The Wolf King replied: "Already surpassed the ancestor who created this forbidden martial art."
The old monk was speechless.
The Wolf King said: "The era ancestor lived in was far less tumultuous than the current one, he ultimately enjoyed decades of peaceful days, otherwise, the cultivation technique’s realm should be above mine."
"Five hundred years ago, the ancestor’s final battle, battling against General Xue, attempted to break through relying on the fervor of battle, even if he couldn’t break through himself, he held the thought of allowing General Xue to break through."
"General Xue was superior in skills, ultimately glimpsed a flash of the Martial Arts Legend."
"But ultimately stepped back half a step."
"My ancestor was greatly angered, thrashed General Xue, General Xue acknowledged his fault, couldn’t retaliate, but finally when ancestor inquired about the glory beyond that step, General Xue told him—"
The Wolf King said: "Military School is the path of warfare."
"Only amidst a chaotic and turbulent war era are unique famous generals born, the montum fierce enough, thus, only in such an environnt can a divine general of Military School break through to beco a Martial Arts Legend."
"If he wants to break through, he has to let the world beco chaotic again."
The Old Living Buddha heard these secrets for the first ti and said: "...so, General Xue stepped back because he was unwilling to cause suffering, unwilling for the world to engage in warfare again?"
The Wolf King replied: "My ancestor also thought so, thus sighed and inquired."
"Yet General Xue replied, it was not that, he simply found chaos too botherso, still had to fight again, his lifelong wish was rely to spend his remaining days leisurely with the woman beside him, riding the South Mountain."
"Ancestor laughed coldly in anger and once more struck General Xue."
The old monk said: "...truly a remarkable person."
"Did Duke Chen Baxian eventually let it go?"
Chen Fubi looked at the emaciated old monk and laughed: "The ancestor’s dying words, if said, might tarnish your Buddhist heart, so I won’t ntion it."
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