Capítulo 2027: Chapter 174: Million-Strong Army (Part 2)
Facing Zhongxuan Zun, having even a slight advantage, what more could you want?
“The battlefield changes in the blink of an eye, no matter how much we say now, it’s not very useful. We can only make early preparations. The rest will be determined in the Sumr Country.” Zhongxuan Sheng raised a bowl of wine and said, “Drink this bowl, then we’ll return to Linzi!”
The three raised their bowls, clinked, and drank it all in one go.
Years ago, each of them was an unknown youth; today, each has their own path.
Fortunately, they still share the sentints of the past.
Zhongxuan Sheng then prepared to stand up.
But Jiang Wang took out a broken spear from the storage box and handed it to Lian Que: “Brother Lian, could you help take a look to see if this spear can be repaired?”
Lian Que took a glance and said, “The most amazing part of this spear is the shaft, whereas the spearhead is not as remarkable — there was so waste in its creation… but now the shaft is broken, and its spirit is destroyed.”
He looked again, speaking with regret, “It’s completely ruined.”
“Is there no way at all?” Jiang Wang asked.
Seeing how serious he was, Lian Que stared at the broken spear, pondered for a while, and then said, “I can try… but it’s almost impossible to succeed.”
“Anyway… it’s worth a try.” Jiang Wang said sowhat desolately.
Lian Que then took the broken spear.
Then he said, “Be careful on the battlefield, and if there’s anything you need my help with, let know at any ti.”
Zhongxuan Sheng certainly wouldn’t be falsely modest; he worked hard to enter the fray to secure the support of the entire Lian clan. At this mont, he only said, “Once war starts, it is hard for individual will to interfere. We will all probably struggle for a long ti… Now that you’ve just taken over the Lian clan, do you have any needs?”
Lian Que thought for a mont, then looked at Jiang Wang: “Do you rember this place?”
“Of course.”
“Do you rember what we said here?”
“Of course.”
Lian Que took out a dark square tal plate: “Do you still rember this item?”
Jiang Wang laughed, “Your life token, right?”
Zhongxuan Sheng at the side also rembered this little thing; when Jiang Wang returned it to Lian Que, he was reluctant on Jiang Wang’s behalf.
Lian Que said, “If there’s a chance, take it to Chi Pool and find sothing for .”
“Chi Pool?” Jiang Wang didn’t know where this place was.
Zhongxuan Sheng mused, “Two hundred miles west of the Sumr Capital, there is a pool called Chi. It is said that the Human Emperor refined the Dragon Son into Nine Bridges, and the Chiwen wept eastwards, with its blood and tears forming the cold pool.”
Seeing Jiang Wang’s surprised look, he complained, “It’s from the ‘Geography of Da Xia’. You think you’re the only one who reads? Before going to war, I always do this bit of howork!”
Jiang Wang then asked Lian Que, “What am I supposed to find?”
Lian Que said, “I don’t know either, but where my Lian clan’s ancient nation once stood is now the Sumr Country. I only know that there might be sothing left by an ancestor of the Lian clan at Chi Pool, but I don’t know what it is. I am now the Lian Clan Leader. Even though this life token is freed, it is still closely tied to . If you get the chance, take it and have a look; if not, it doesn’t matter. After so many years, maybe nothing is left…”
This branch of the Lian clan from Qi Country immigrated when the nation fell into ruins and scattered.
But the Lian clan’s forr nation had already been destroyed before Sumr Country occupied there. Now, with changes in the landscape and flow of ti, it is indeed hard for remnants of the past to survive.
There might be sothing hidden in Chi Pool. Although this is a Lian clan secret, over ti, there may no longer be any hope.
Jiang Wang took the life token seriously: “If I have the chance, I will go and see.”
Lian Que only raised his bowl of wine: “Wish you both great success in the campaign.”
Jiang Wang and Zhongxuan Sheng drank another bowl of wine before leaving together.
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The Overlord of the Eastern Region has raised the war flag.
The entire world was shaken by it.
Wherever Daqi’s military might is directed, none can stand in its way. Between Qi and Sumr, the nations were in panic.
On the 7th of November, in the 56th year of Yuan Feng of the Qi calendar, the day after the council of war against Sumr, the Son of Heaven bestowed the sword, armor, and seal. Cao Jie was officially appointed as the commander-in-chief of the campaign against the Sumr, overseeing all matters regarding this war.
All those involved in this war must comply with his commands.
So, on the Pointing Generals’ Stage, the command flag rose, ordering the three armies.
At this ti, it was only nineteen days since Jinguo officially declared war on Mugu.
The full-scale war between the two great Overlord countries, Jing and Mu, has begun in earnest…
In the west suburb of Linzi, on the Pointing Generals’ Stage stood two large flags.
One was the Purple Micro Middle Heaven Emperor Flag, boldly waving in the wind, grand and majestic.
The other was the command flag, displaying a large “Cao” character, firm as mountains and rivers.
Cao Jie, clad in full armor, had a face that once seed forlorn and now bore the stern authority of commanding the three armies.
Renowned generals from across the world gathered like clouds; few could command an army of this scale and lead a campaign to destroy a major nation.
This was the most glorious mont in his life.
It was also the greatest responsibility he had ever borne.
In a Star Map Robe stood the Qintian Monitor Ruan Qin and the elegantly dressed forr Pri Minister Yan Ping, behind him. They served to steady the army, also showcasing the authority of the Commander of the Three Armies.
The Qintian Monitor was extrely mysterious. Though his position was crucial, he only answered to the Son of Heaven. He explored the changes in astrology, asured the rise and fall of the nation’s fortunes, and often stayed in the Star Tower, seldom interacting with officials. Many people saw him for the first ti and saw that he appeared youthful with a transcendental bearing, truly an immortal-like figure.
And Yan Ping, who had been in seclusion in Bei County for many years after retiring, was said to have been personally called upon by the Son of Heaven for this occasion. At the mont, he was ditating with closed eyes, deep and silent, not overshadowing the host.
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