Capítulo 2177: Chapter 232: Never Looking Back!
Dao Calendar, Year 392, January 4th, the Crown Preaching High Priest of Mugu, Beigong Nantu, died in battle among ten thousand troops.
The people of Sumr Country rejoiced, the people of Qi were shocked.
The world was shaken!
According to the records of Daqi, on that day, Emperor Qi was reviewing morials when he heard the news of the battle, “his expression was as usual, and he still asked if there was fish for lunch.”
He casually dipped his brush in ink and penned a letter, sending it to the front.
The letter contained only eight words—
“As for the matter of Fa Xia, you decide.”
The Son of Heaven played a little word ga here.
Because “Jie” is the na of Cao Jie.
So the latter half of the sentence not only says “You decide everything yourself.”
But also says very intimately, “You, this Cao Jie, decide for yourself.”
In just eight words, the emperor’s intentions are fully represented, expressing utmost composure!
The attendant’s note says: The great affairs of heaven are but ordinary matters, holding heaven and earth without considering fortune or misfortune, indeed this is the heart of the Holy Emperor!
Upon receiving the imperial edict at the front, Cao Jie’s reaction was equally calm. There was neither the generous spirit of “the soldier dies for the one who knows him,” nor the tragic spirit of “sacrificing life to pacify Sumr for the emperor,” but instead, on a calm afternoon, he issued orders to the three Nine Soldier Commanders—
“Today is a fine day, apply so pressure on Tong Yang City.”
Cao Jie seed still unrushed, his words very composed. He seed to have abundant patience to face this war.
But the garrison of Tong Yang City would have to demonstrate whether, after great sorrow and joy, they still possessed their original resilience.
anwhile, the entire War of Xia continued running on its own inertia.
The northern line was locked in a fierce battle, the eastern line continued to seize cities and territories.
Huyang Pass, lying between Linwu Mansion and Hui Ming Fu, stood as unyielding as a rock, with Chu Shuo swearing to never surrender. After fruitless attacks by the Qi Army, it was surrounded but not attacked. The main force dispersed, to sweep other, more easily breached places.
The city guarding formation in Noon Sun City was extinguished, the flags newly erected at Hui Ming Fu were swiftly cut down.
Fan Ao had abandoned Tianfeng Ranch and was fleeing everywhere.
The border military of Jin’an Fu exhibited formidable strength, sealing off the border, intimidating the southern Liang troops and resisting the Qi Army from Feng Li and Hui Ming Fu in the north, becoming a fortress temporarily.
Simultaneously, during this ti, the ssenger from Zhongxuan Sheng had just reached Linwu.
And the two generals, with victory in sight, were just crossing Shaokang.
Sumr Country had recently redeployed a large number of high-level forces from the eastern line, which could not escape the notice of Xie Huaian.
On one hand, he quickly reported to Cao Jie, reminding that extra caution was needed on the northern line; on the other hand, he suspected that Zhou Ying might be playing tricks, feigning sothing. Upon receiving Zhongxuan Sheng’s ssage, he mobilized troops in a more aggressive manner, quickly verifying the truth. Thus he unleashed the offensive and cut the battlefield, surrounding An City at the first opportunity!
To better contain the Qi Army on the eastern line, Zhou Ying, the Duke of Da Xia, personally guarded the city.
This was also the last major city still in the hands of the people of Sumr Country within the entire scope of Linwu Mansion.
The attack and defense around An City could almost be seen as the final chapter of the eastern battlefield. But since the high-level forces of Sumr Country had completely abandoned the eastern line, the last residual sound seed not so important.
Whether it was generous or lancholic.
Even as Feng Li was fully occupied, Linwu was left with only one lone city, Hui Ming was teetering, and fierce battles raged at Jin’an, there was a mounted army galloping through southern Sumr Country.
Passing through cities without entering, along a path almost unimpeded.
Shaokang Mansion was well-known for its wealth in Sumr Country, and was a place where the Victory Camp felt particularly affectionate—after all, they had captured and lost cities along the eastern line, pretending to be Shaokang Mansion’s army countless tis. General Chongxuan’s authentic Shaokang accent could be understood by the brothers seven or eight out of ten tis.
With the neighboring Hui Ming Mansion constantly ablaze, this prosperous mansion, too, showed signs of wear.
Zhongxuan Sheng had done extensive preparation work; he was exceedingly familiar with Sumr Country’s geography. He often repeated to surrendered Sumr Country generals the phrase: “Entering Xia Region feels like returning to my holand!”
Which path is the most convenient, where are the most stationed troops, what is the local culture like… all thoroughly familiar.
Directions that seed casually pointed out had behind them countless tis of advance preparation.
Baojia Way was an Official Way connecting Shaokang House, Hua Qing House, and Sang House, and also the most famous Business Path in southern Sumr Country.
Zhongxuan Sheng chose to advance along this road toward the city nad “Noble City,” giving quite a ceremonial feel of a grand army heading to pay homage to the Imperial City.
The entire marching process emphasized one word: “fast.”
Fast to the point that the eastern line defense network of the Sumr Army, which had already lost vital nodes, could not react, fast to the point that along the way the Sumr Army did not understand what was happening, and then thunderous hoofbeats were leaving a trail of dust behind.
Speaking of which, the millions of Sumr Country’s military and civilians on the eastern line did not realize they had been abandoned at all. Of course, it was hard to imagine that a re force of several thousand troops would dare to target Noble City. That they could drive straight into the Capital City under the watchful eyes of city guards and stationed troops at every layer!
The predecessor of Victory Camp was a powerful force in the world, and its current state was fully equipped with arms.
For this army, the vast land of Sumr stretching before them was almost unguarded.
A larger army could not be mobilized in ti, a comparably numbered Sumr Army absolutely could not stand against this force.
More crucially, except for those few tagging along with Zhou Ying, making a pretense of fighting to the death, the eastern line no longer had any God-approaching level experts…
Thus, in this once-in-a-lifeti gap, the Victory Camp shot forward like an arrow, breaking through clouds, advancing continuously, continuously, continuously, encountering hardly any resistance!
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