The bright moon was high and the night was charming. After a day's journey, the Northern Mongolian army stopped to set up camp. Fan Lingyue dismounted. Looking at Great Xia Imperial City who was getting closer and closer, the fatigue in his eyes became more intense.
The coughs came one after another, and the blood stained the palms of his hands. Fan Lingyue took a look, and his expression was as calm as before, without any change.
Half a year has passed since the war between the two Koreas started. The situation now seems to be favorable to Northern Mongolia. In fact, the reality is not as simple as it seems.
The biggest disadvantage of Northern Mongolia is that there are no reinforcements, and one less person will die. They have fought too deep, and it will be impossible for the reinforcements in Northern Mongol Royal Court to arrive in a short while.
And even if Beimeng's cavalry defeats Great Xia Imperial City, there are still many things to solve, such as the 300,000 troops blocked by her from Heaven's Gate Pass, such as Great Xia's reinforcements that are constantly gathering from various places.
Unfortunately, she doesn't have that much time.
What she can do is to defeat Great Xia in her lifetime. As for the road ahead, Mingyue must walk it by herself.
She believes that Mingyue can walk well.
Mingyue She watched him grow up, and after staying by his side for so long, she would no longer lose to anyone.
She believes that Beimeng will become stronger and stronger in the hands of Mingyue.
Under the night, the coughs became more and more violent, and traces of blood spilled from the fingers and dripped onto the ground, dyeing the land of Great Xia red.
Barbarian King Palace, under the main hall, a figure knelt down, waiting for the king's order.
"Follow secretly" Barbarian King stood in the main hall with a complicated expression.
"Yes." His Highness' figure accepted the order and disappeared immediately.
In Great Xia southern Xinjiang, a pretty woman walked on the land of Great Xia, searching as she walked.
He must not be dead, but where is he?
A'man looked around in confusion, not knowing where to go.
The vast Great Xia, the territory is scary, A'man walked day after day, looking for the figure in my heart.
In the underworld, Ning Chen knows nothing about this. He may occasionally think of the beautiful girl Barbarian Dynasty in his heart, but most of the time it passes by for a fleeting moment and is replaced by state affairs and world affairs again.
No matter what era, between men and women, women's hearts will always be filled by each other, while men will only briefly think of that gentle smile when they are tired.
Fairness between men and women has been unrealistic since ancient times, because women pay too much, while men gain too much.
There is no doubt that Ning Chen likes A'man. However, perhaps even he himself does not know whether liking and love are the same thing.
In the underworld, Ning Chen didn't wake up until the seventh day. In the Dantian Qi sea, two extremely small cyclones were slowly rotating. Compared to Scroll of Life and Scroll of Earth, they were still very weak, but they could still be considered preliminary to condensation.
That day, during the battle with Eunuch Pei, he shattered a cyclone in his body and temporarily gained strength that could rival his innate power. Now, if he wants to regain it, it may not be as easy as cultivating Scroll of Heaven.
He could not continue to practice Scroll of Life and Scroll of Earth, so he could only practice Scroll of Heaven and Changsun Lineage, which he had abolished.
The Underworld Source in his body can only support him to operate about one-third of the strength of his true energy. He does not need to worry until the two cyclones of Scroll of Heaven and Changsun Lineage Wu become stronger.
Outside the underworld, the situation Great Xia was as passive as ever. Under forced circumstances, Imperial Guards from the Imperial City once again dispatched two battalions, Yueyang City's remaining 40,000 troops, plus Xiling City's two Imperial Guards battalions, a total of 160,000 troops, were divided into two teams to watch and help each other, and they must stop the Northern Mongolian cavalry as soon as possible.
Great Xia The forces of all parties are also likely to be transferred to the north. Except for the Marquis Zhongyong in the southeast that has been fighting with the Manyang Kingdom and the Blackwater Army in the west that resists Eternal Night Divine Cult, reinforcements from other places are moving northward with all their strength.
It takes time to mobilize troops. The key now is whether these troops in the north can hold back the Northern Mongolian cavalry before reinforcements arrive.
Great Xia Imperial Palace, the ghost sedan drove by, and the patrolling Dragon Guard Army immediately stepped forward to stop it.
"It's me!"
Ning Chen got off the ghost sedan in a wheelchair, took out the Dragon Guard Talisman and stretched it out in front of everyone.
"Martial Marquis!"
All Dragon Guard Army immediately knelt down and saluted respectfully.
"Get up and take me to see His Majesty," Ning Chen said calmly.
Everyone stood up and lined up on both sides. A Imperial Guards leader led the way, not even daring to breathe.
This is the newly appointed leader of the Dragon Guard Army. He is very familiar with Marquis of Knowing Fate's reputation. When they met today, even though they were wearing black clothes, he still felt an overwhelming pressure.
Like the shadow of a famous tree, Marquis of Knowing Fate's reputation in Great Xia is too great. Yes, today's Xia Emperor was pushed up by Marquis of Knowing Fate.
Among the Heavenly Edict Hall, Xia Mingyue got off the dragon chair and looked at the figure in front of him, with a complicated look on his face.
Among Great Xia, the person in front of him is the person he wants to see most, but also the person he least wants to see.
It is not just that the emperor is narrow-minded when he has great achievements. It is because such people destroy the balance of the emperor's power too much.
However, he knew that Ning Chen was not in love with power, and he could sacrifice himself for Great Xia again and again just because of his love.
Everyone in the world thinks that Marquis of Knowing Fate is a cruel, ruthless and unjust person. He thought so too at first, but later he realized how ridiculous this idea was.
Weiyang Palace is the biggest weakness of the person in front of you, but it is also the most untouchable.
He has his own biological mother, but after he ascended the throne, he did not dare to neglect Weiyang Palace in the slightest.
"Come back and help me," Xia Mingri said seriously.
Ning Chen shook his head gently and said, "I can't stay out for too long. I have to leave before dawn. I'm just here to remind Your Majesty that it's almost time for the wheat fields to mature. If you want to know the route of the Northern Mongolian army, you can start from this aspect."
Hearing this, Xia Mingri was startled and asked, "But, according to the spies' report, the Northern Mongolian army still has sufficient food and grass, and there is no need to prepare any more in the short term."
"This depends on the ability of Duke Jingwu. Northern Mongolia's grain and grass have always been heavily guarded. However, in the battle of Yueyang City, Northern Mongolia also lost a lot of people. In addition to 100,000 iron cavalry and 10,000 heavy cavalry, there are only 80,000 troops left. The Northern Mongolian cavalry can run very fast, thousands of miles a day, but the remaining 80,000 people cannot run so fast."
At this point, Ning Chen thought for a while and continued, "As for the black oil in Yueyang City, your Majesty does not need to worry, just let the spies keep an eye on it. Such a surprise weapon can usually only be used once. If the Northern Mongolian Army If this thing really appears, just send martial arts masters to sneak in and ignite it. This kind of thing is extremely flammable and will spread quickly. When the time comes, it will be the Northern Mongolian army that will suffer. However, with the wisdom of the Northern Mongolian Military Advisor, he should not make such a mistake."
Xia Mingyue listened attentively, not missing a single sentence. After waiting for the former to finish, he asked, "Do you have any way to deal with Beimeng's heavy cavalry?"
This is a serious problem for Great Xia. The two battlefields in the west and north of Great Xia were turned upside down by these heavy cavalry.
"Yes, but it's difficult," Ning Chen said slowly.
"What do you need?" Xia Mingri asked.
"Thirty thousand cavalry, I don't know the rest of the sentence or two. I will write down the specific method in detail. However, there is one more thing to note. Even if these cavalry are well trained, they still need to separate the 100,000 iron cavalry and heavy cavalry in Northern Mongolia. Otherwise, there will be no chance." Ning Chen replied.
Xia Mingri nodded and said, "Thank you!"
After explaining everything, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer and said, "Your Majesty, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Chen turned around in the wheelchair and walked towards His Highness.
Behind him, Xia Mingri sighed softly, his mood even more complicated.
Fortunately, there is one Marquis of Knowing Fate among Great Xia. Otherwise, who can compete with Military Advisor from Northern Mongolia.
Zhiming Marquisate and Ning Chen have returned. Nowadays, the Hou Mansion is no longer as lively as it used to be. Although Weiyang Palace and Heavenly Edict Hall have been trying their best to maintain the longevity of the Hou Mansion, it is normal for people to leave and drink cold tea. Without the Hou, the fall of the Hou Mansion is only a matter of time.
Liu Ruoxi still remains in the Hou Mansion. This beautiful oiran has regarded the Hou Mansion as her own home from the bottom of her heart. No matter how the Hou Mansion changes, she will never leave.
Ning Chen walked into the backyard in a wheelchair. Nuoda's backyard was empty and lifeless.
Little Mingyue's room is empty. The little girl who used to clamor for him to tell stories has now returned to Northern Mongol Royal Court to continue to be the emperor. In the past, he always felt that Little Mingyue was too clinging. Now, without the little girl by his side, he always feels that something is missing and empty.
He taught her to govern benevolently and love the people, and also taught her to be decisive in killing. He believed that Mingyue would become a good emperor. The era of Fan Lingyue would always pass. The future of Northern Mongolia and Great Xia would ultimately be decided by Mingyue's generation.
"Marquis, is that you?"
At this moment, a soft voice sounded outside the door, asking with a bit of nervousness.
Ning Chen turned around, looked at the beautiful figure at the door, a touch of warmth flashed in his eyes, and said, "It's me."
Listening to this familiar voice, Liu Ruoxi's eyes suddenly became moist, and tears flowed down unconsciously.
I haven't seen her for a month. Liu Ruoxi has lost a lot of weight, and her beautiful face has become even more morbidly weak.
"Come here and push me around the courtyard," Ning Chen said with a slight smile.
Compared to other women he knew, Liu Ruoxi was undoubtedly the weakest one. She had no background, no strength, and even needed to rely on a man to survive.
In fact, most women in the world are like this, but the women he has met before are too powerful, such as Qing Ling, Xia Miaoyu, Su Feiyan, and Fan Lingyue, a terrifying person who is feared by the whole world.
However, after all, there is only one Fan Lingyue in the world, and most people are still ordinary people.
He never thought about changing Liu Ruoxi. It was good to be an ordinary person and live his life peacefully without being involved in the wind and rain outside.
"Marquis, are you still leaving when you come back this time?" Liu Ruoxi asked.
Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, he said softly, "I'll come back and take a look."
Liu Ruoxi understood what he meant, his expression darkened and he stopped talking. >