The Rouran Mountains were a vital natural barrier for Beimang's Southern Dynasty. With Mount Bubing as its core, it also had three military towns: Rou Xuan, Lao Huai, and Wu Chuan. At its peak, it did not have more than ninety thousand Rouran cavalry, but it was also a mighty army whose name shook the world. Last year, in the Battle of Liang Mang, the Rouran cavalry did not participate because of the sudden death of Mount Bubing's Fifth Raccoon. The Southern Dynasty officials firmly believed that even if this powerful force faced off against Beiliang's Long Xiang Army, they had a fifty-fifty chance of victory. Mount Bubing was still Mount Bubing with the strange surname of Diwu. However, the Rouran cavalry followed the master of Gonglouzi, surnamed Hong. Beimang did not place as much emphasis on birth as the Central Plains, but they revered martial prowess more. Hong Jingyan, who was originally the fourth most powerful person in the world, became the master of the Rouran Mountains without any disturbances. Gonglouzi, who had suppressed Mount Bubing by himself, had never climbed the mountain to visit the surname of Diwu. He rarely even appeared near Mount Bubing. This was especially so when Diwu's daughter, the wife of Beimang's thirteenth general, Dong Zhuo, assumed command of the heavily weakened Mount Bubing. There were people who said that Hong Jingyan would never climb the mountain again in order to avoid suspicion.
The endless Rouran Mountains were filled with wheat at the foot of the mountains. When they arrived, there was still some time before the summer wheat harvest, so the scenery was still the same.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and the wheat swayed in the wind. A slender, stalwart man appeared at the edge of the wheat field without any warning. His pair of intimidating silver eyes stared fixedly at a "person" who was traveling far away.
His hair was still grayish-white, but compared to what he had seen in Qingcang City, the grayish-black had grown longer and the white had lessened. The man who was regarded as the man who had the potential to become Beimang's martial prowess after Tuoba Bodhisattva stood in the north, blocking that fellow who had inexplicably traveled north. This was beyond Gonglouzi's expectations. In the eyes of the 'blind' Hong Jingyan, no matter how powerful the Beiliang cavalry was, they were still limited by Beiliang's innate lack of geographical advantage. Only Beimang could go south, but there was absolutely no chance for Beiliang to go north. Therefore, Hong Jingyan had never thought that there would be a day when that person could lead troops to invade the Rouran Mountains. Whether or not they could defend the northwest gate of the Central Plains depended on Beimang's patience. When Hong Jingyan saw him, he thought of the man who used a spear and was bestowed with the surname Tu. Not long ago, when he was escorting Zhong Liang back to Beimang, the proud and arrogant Hong Jingyan had actually allowed the other party to gain the upper hand. This made Gonglouzi, who had always only cared about Wang Xianzhi and the Beimang God of War, Gonglouzi, whose state of mind was inevitably subtly damaged. It was so subtle that Hong Jingyan had to defeat the few masters of martial arts like Đồng Thái and Deng Mao before he could recover to the peak of his former state. If it were in the past, Hong Jingyan would have tried to intercept and kill this person on the spot when he saw that this' person 'was mentally wandering. But now, Hong Jingyan had to worry that this person was just an extremely tempting bait, and that Wang Xiu, whose real name was Liu Yanbing, was waiting for the fatal blow in the dark.
The young 'Celestial Being' who was mentally wandering shuttled through the green wheat field. Wherever his mind and body went, he was not arrogant enough to get close to the murderous Gonglouzi. Standing in the wheat field a thousand feet away, he reached out to stroke the wheat that had not yet formed ears and added fuel to the fire. He laughed and asked, "After being defeated by Luo Yang and Xu Yanbing, have you, Hong Jingyan, fallen to such a miserable state? You don't even dare to make a move? With your state of mind, not to mention the invincible Wang Xianzhi, I'm afraid that in less than a year, even I won't be a match for you. "
Hong Jingyan said flatly, "What's the point of arguing?"
Their voices were not loud, but they were clear to each other's ears.
The young man who was mentally wandering nodded and said with a smile, "Your talent is too high. You always feel that it's only right for you to be number one in the world. Therefore, you have long set your sights on the imperial court. It can be said that you have been led astray from the beginning. In the future, there will probably be no place for you in the pugilistic world."
Hong Jingyan sneered, "Hsu Fengnian, even if you can mentally wander and attempt to integrate the three sects, taking the opportunity to touch the threshold of being a land immortal, do you really have the right to judge me?"
'Hsu Fengnian' shook his head. His eyes leaped past Hong Jingyan and looked towards the north of the Rouran Mountains, "I'll wait for you to lead the Rouran Cavalry to their deaths. Now, let me lead the way. "
Hong Jingyan's lips curled up, "You also know that you have been targeted by me. If I don't move, you won't be able to head north? Hsu Fengnian, since when did you have such self-awareness? "
The young man who had one foot in the realm of Heavenly Phenomenon and the other in the realm of land immortals spread his hands. Two sabers, a Crossing the River Pawn and a Springtime Thunder, were unsheathed from Hsu Fengnian's waist thousands of miles away. They were instantly grasped in his hands.
It looked like Hong Jingyan's refusal to give way meant that it was just a battle. It was up to Hong Jingyan, who had already tasted defeat twice in his life, to see if he believed that he would not lose a third time.
Hong Jingyan frowned before his brows relaxed. He turned his body and gestured for the young man in his line of sight to continue heading north.
Beiliang was nothing in his eyes. The Great King of the Northern Courtyard that Murong Baoding had promised was nothing in his eyes. What was a mere Hsu Fengnian?
Hsu Fengnian disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a laugh. The sarcasm hammered heavily on Hong Jingyan's heart.
Hong Jingyan, whose heart was as firm as a rock, was not affected by Hsu Fengnian's laughter. He just stood there in a daze and asked himself, "I can't take care of the world's number one and the ruler of the world at the same time?"
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On the square of the palace where the Taiping Order of Beimang had arranged for the Empress, a fleeting figure appeared out of thin air.
The imperial city was shaken.
The figure ascended to the sky step by step and walked to the top of the palace. He stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was looking at Tai 'an City from afar. A moment later, he disappeared.
The Empress, who had rushed over after hearing the news, raised her head and looked at the place where the person had been standing. She was not angry, but had a slightly sympathetic expression. She laughed softly and said, "Silly child, the general trend is irresistible. Even if Beimang can't take over the entire Central Plains, a small Beiliang is not a problem. So what if you are unrivaled in the world by luck? At most, you will become the second Cao Changqing."
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The border of Youzhou was barren and desolate. However, the more barren and desolate it was, the harder it was to work. There was no room for slacking. Otherwise, how could they dig out food from the gaps between God's teeth to survive. There was a family of five to six men of three generations working in the oasis. Regardless of age, they were all sweating profusely. Right now, almost all of Northern Liang knew that the Northern Mang army was about to invade the south. The wealthy families had already begun to move quietly, moving their valuables to either the east or the south. However, the number of wealthy people who had the ability to avoid disaster was always in the minority. Poor people like this family were still in the majority. They could only resign themselves to their fate. Wherever the fields were, they could only stay there, guarding their crops, guarding their harvest. They could only hope that the young vassal king could really help them withstand the tide of attacks from the Northern Mang cavalry. In fact, the old man didn't have too many regrets. After all, he had lived a peaceful life for more than 20 years. However, he was still worried about his children. A white-haired old farmer looked at his grandson, who was working with his elders, and couldn't help but grin. This child learned from his father, and his father learned from him. Both of them had a headache just looking at the words on the books. However, the old man still felt that it was good to learn one more word for one more day. It wasn't a waste of money. The old man stroked his grandson's little head which was reddened by the increasingly scorching sun and asked him to take a rest in the shade. The child chuckled and trotted to the edge of the field to slack off. However, he seemed to have seen a handsome childe. However, when he rubbed his eyes, the handsome childe disappeared. When he rubbed his eyes again, he saw the handsome childe again. This made the child confused. It was not until the man came to his side and sat on the ground that the child was sure that he had not seen a ghost during the day. The simple child plucked up his courage and asked, "Do you want some water?"
The figure who gathered in the South and dispersed in the North smiled and shook his head. He looked at the figures in the field who were facing the yellow soil with their backs to the sky and asked softly, "Will the harvest be good this year?"
The child was stunned and said naively, "The snow is heavy at the end of the year. It should be good."
The childe smiled and asked, "Did anyone in your family join the army?"
The child said embarrassedly, "No. My father wanted to go before, but he wasn't chosen."
As if he was afraid of being looked down upon by the childe beside him, the child said with a serious face, "When I'm older, I'll definitely go. I'll kill the northern barbarians and earn a lot of money to send home. Yes, and protect our family. Also, let me tell you something. Hey, childe, don't tell anyone else. Our village's Ah Mei is very pretty, but she has always ignored me. When I grow up, I'll definitely marry her because her sister married a soldier at the border. I saw him once a few years ago and he was very impressive! So, I'll also go to war! "
The childe nodded. The two of them took a break from work and looked into the distance.
When the child finally came to his senses, the childe beside him had already left.
The child jumped up and shouted to his grandfather, "I saw an immortal!"
The old man smiled and straightened his back. He wiped his sweat and murmured, "This child."
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