The next day, the news of Lin Muyu's death spread in Lanyan City. The soldiers of the Yihe Kingdom celebrated with each other. To them, Lin Muyu was like a mark of death. What kind of person could kill the 70,000 elite soldiers of the Yihe Kingdom with only 15,000 soldiers? With the death of Lin Muyu, the Longdan Army Camp was gone, and the nightmare of the Yihe Kingdom was gone.
On April 15, 7731 of the Empire Calendar, Lin Muyu, one of the Four Heroes of Lanyan City, died in battle.
At this point, no one in Lanyan City dared to resist the soldiers of the Yihe Kingdom. The Qin Empire was officially destroyed on this day.
On the same day, the 12 provinces of the Empire fell into the hands of the Yihe Kingdom, except for Qihai Province and Yunzhong Province.
The Yihe Kingdom was officially established, and the capital was set in Bailing City in the Lingnan.
The people elected Qin Yi, the Prince of Zhennan, as the "commander-in-chief" to command the world.
Three days later, Qihai City and Muyu City sent letters of submission at the same time. Tang Lan and Su Muyun had already recognized Qin Yi as the commander-in-chief. At this point, the world was unified and belonged to the Yihe Kingdom.
…
Dozens of miles west of the Tianming Mountain, there was a camp with a flag flying in the air. This was the only place in the Empire where the Qin family's Purple Yinhua flag was still flying. Imperial Army!
In the main tent, Feng Jixing looked haggard. There was no trace of his former high spirits.
So what if he had 30,000 imperial soldiers? After all, he couldn't stop the collapse of the whole Empire.
Luo Lie opened the tent and stepped in. He said, "Commander, they … they have already set up camp ten miles away. Long Qianlin has personally led the troops. The troops …"
"How many troops?" Feng Jixing looked up at him.
Luo Lie cupped his fists and said, "A total of 300,000 troops."
Feng Jixing felt a chill in his heart. He murmured, "What other news?"
Luo Lie said, "Chu Huaiyin and Qin Lei died in battle. In addition … I received news this morning that Lady Lin Muyu …"
"What happened to Yu?" Feng Jixing shuddered.
"Master Lin Muyu was killed by Luo Lan three days ago. He self-destructed at the south gate of Yan Lan City. Many people saw his body frozen in purple ice."
"Yu …" Feng Jixing's fist slowly landed on the table. A trickle of blood flowed down his chin and landed on the white dossier. He did not dare to raise his head, nor did he want to.
Luo Lie continued, "Long Qianlin wants to see you."
"I won't see him," Feng Jixing lowered his head and said, "Pass down my order to the entire army. We'd rather die in glory than live in dishonor. Prepare for battle!"
"Yes!"
Luo Lie wanted to say something but hesitated. After pausing for a few seconds, he said, "Commander, the Empire is no longer here … There is no news of Her Highness Ying. It is said that Great Deacon Lei Hong and Qu have been killed by Luo Lan. Is there any meaning in us persisting like this? Why don't we let Long Qianlin come to the main tent and listen to what he has to say? "
"Long Qianlin killed Chu Huaiyin and still dares to come see me?" Feng Jixing said angrily, "Isn't he afraid that I will chop him into pieces?!"
"Sir, I …"
Feng Jixing took a deep breath. He seemed to have aged a lot and said, "Let him come."
"Yes!"
…
Not long after, a flying general entered the Imperial Army's camp. It was Long Qianlin.
"Dismount!"
Luo Lie shouted in a low voice.
Long Qianlin raised his hands and smiled faintly. "I didn't even bring a weapon. There is no need to be so nervous."
Long Qianlin's expression was still calm when he entered the main tent. It was only when he saw Feng Jixing's blood-red eyes that he finally felt a deep chill.
"Are you here to die?" Feng Jixing said indifferently as he wiped his saber.
Long Qianlin turned around and sat down on a seat. "General Feng, the Empire has lost. Are you still unwilling to accept this fact?"
"Accept?"
Feng Jixing laughed wildly. "You destroyed everything I had, and now you want me to accept it? You killed my, Feng Jixing's, brothers, you killed my, Feng Jixing's, Emperor, and you want me to accept it? Long Qianlin, you bastard, how can I accept it? You are a general of the Empire. You helped a tiger and slaughtered the people of Lanyan City. Aren't you afraid of retribution? "
Long Qianlin sat there dejectedly and said calmly, "Why don't you think about the pain of my parents and siblings being executed by Qin Jin when you said such words? Qin Jin killed my family, so why can't I kill his family? The massacre of Lanyan City is not something I, Long Qianlin, can control. I'm just a general, not a marshal. "
"Your Yihe Nation …" Feng Jixing choked and said, "Your Yihe Nation calls us the hawks and dogs of the Empire, but … aren't you, Long Qianlin, the hawks and dogs of Yihe Nation too?"
Long Qianlin was slightly taken aback. "General Feng, are you determined to fight?"
"Yes."
"But can the 30,000 Imperial Guards be a match for the 300,000 soldiers of Yihe Nation?" Long Qianlin's eyes were filled with coldness. "Do you know that I've prepared 5,000 barrels of black beech oil and enough fire starters? Once the battle starts, I'll use catapults to throw the black beech oil into the Imperial Guards' camp. I'll fire arrows randomly and set up an ambush with an arrow formation. Perhaps I can kill all 30,000 of your Imperial Guards without losing a single soldier."
Feng Jixing's heart turned cold. He said angrily, "Long Qianlin, what exactly do you want?"
Long Qianlin stood up, cupped his fists, and said, "I know that General Feng is a benevolent general. You won't let the 30,000 Imperial Guards die in vain, so I, Long Qianlin, am willing to use my head as a guarantee. As long as General Feng is willing to surrender and disarm the 30,000 Imperial Guards, I'm willing to guarantee your safety. Not a single one of these 30,000 Imperial Guards will die. Even if General Feng isn't afraid of death, do you not care about the life and death of these 30,000 Imperial Guards?"
Feng Jixing sat there in pain. His face was filled with disappointment. After a long time, he looked up at Luo Lie and said, "Gather all the chiliarchs and have them vote. If more than half of them are willing to surrender, we will surrender."
Luo Lie nodded. "Yes!"
Feng Jixing looked at Long Qianlin and said coldly, "If you lie to me, Feng Jixing, I promise that I'll personally chop off your head. Remember that!"
Long Qianlin cupped his fists and said, "Yes!"
…
At dusk, the Imperial Guards Army surrendered and handed their weapons and horses to the Yihe Country people. Everyone set up camp in the Fire Badger Valley not far away. Feng Jixing was invited into the main tent of Yihe Country and was personally received by General Qin Yi.
The tent was brightly lit and there was plenty of wine and meat. It wasn't something the Imperial Guards Camp could compare to.
Qin Yi looked at Feng Jixing, one of the seven generals of the empire and cupped his fists, "Qin Yi greets General Feng."
Feng Jixing nodded his head, "I greet King Zhennan, I would like to ask you a question."
"Ask." Qin Yi laughed out loud.
A bright light shot out from Feng Jixing's eyes and he said, "How did His Majesty die?"
"Are you talking about Qin Jin?" Qin Yi smiled and said softly, "I personally strangled him to death in the shallow water."
"..."
Feng Jixing's expression was dejected, the energy of the Purple Lightning Flame Wolf wrapped around his fists. But at that moment, a cold voice spread out from behind him, "Feng Jixing, if you want to attack, then your 30 thousand Imperial Guards Army will die with you."
The one who spoke was Luolan, the only god here.
Feng Jixing's fists loosened and he cupped his fists, "I am not feeling well, so I will return to camp first. Your Highness, please excuse me."
Qin Yi nodded his head and smiled, "General Feng, I won't send you off."
…
Right when Feng Jixing rushed back to Fire Badger Valley in a daze, he noticed that flames surged into the sky. The Imperial Guards Camp had already turned into a purgatory. Numerous Imperial Guards Army soldiers cried out miserably in the flames. Those who wanted to charge out were quickly killed by the Yihe Country archers.
In an instant, Feng Jixing's eyes turned red and he pulled out his Wind Cutter Blade!
"Bastard!"
The blade swept across, and the heads of a few archers flew into the sky. Feng Jixing looked at the Imperial Guards who were howling miserably in the fire. He was like a frenzied beast as he cried loudly and slashed at the group of volunteer soldiers like a madman. He didn't care about the wounds on his body at all, but it was useless. How many people could he kill alone? As for the Imperial Guards Army, 30 thousand of them would become corpses tonight.
In the forest not far away, Long Qianlin's hands were tied behind his back. He was tied to a tree and the flames shone on his ashen white face. Tears flowed down his face as he shouted, "Ji Yao, why did you lie to me? Why did you lie to me? "
Ji Yao's gaze was ice cold, "General Long, you are one of the founding fathers of Yihe Country. Remember this forever. If Feng Jixing's 30 thousand Imperial Guards Army doesn't die, Yihe Country won't be stable!"
"Bastard, you bastard!"
Long Qianlin roared, "Someone, untie me. Save them … Hurry up and save them!"
But none of the soldiers dared to move. Ji Yao said coldly, "Long Qianlin, I'm not as good as you when it comes to commanding troops and fighting battles. But when it comes to making decisions, you're just a hothead. Learn well. I brought these brave soldiers from Lingnan. Do you think they will listen to you, a temporary general, instead of me?"
Long Qianlin looked powerlessly at the flames in the distance. It was chaos there. Miserable cries mixed with the sound of the wind. Tears streamed down his face as he roared at the sky, "Feng Jixing, Feng Jixing … I, Long Qianlin, can't repay this debt of blood even if I'm cut into a thousand pieces!"
…
Throughout the night, when the flames were extinguished, the soldiers' cries could no longer be heard.
Feng Jixing's armor was badly damaged by the flames. He sat on a pile of corpses in a daze. The Windcutter in his hand was nowhere to be seen. He stared blankly into the distance and murmured, "Bastard … bastard … bastard …"
He slowly stood up and found his Wind-slasher Saber. Then, he began to dig the soil. After digging a pit, he dragged a few corpses of the Imperial Army that had been burnt beyond recognition and buried them. He repeated this process repeatedly, as if he was a machine that did not know fatigue. Until the web between his thumb and forefinger split open and blood flowed down the Wind-slasher Saber.
…
Amidst the lingering smoke, Long Qianlin couldn't bear to watch anymore. He turned to the soldiers beside him and said, "Send him food every day. I'm afraid that if we don't bury all 30 thousand Imperial Guards Army corpses, Feng Jixing won't be willing to say another word to anyone …"
"Yes, General!"
At this moment, a messenger galloped over from afar. His face was filled with shock as he said, "General, something bad has happened!"
"What's the matter?"
"A large number of Qihai City and Demon Race troops have appeared outside the southern city of Lanyan City. There are a total of 150 thousand of them. They seem to be led by Tang Xiaoxi and Tang Zhen from Qihai City. The Commander has ordered me to summon you back to command the brave soldiers to resist the enemy!"
"Resist the enemy?"
A chill flashed across Long Qianlin's eyes as he said, "Does Yihe Country still want me, Long Qianlin, to serve them?"
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