Chapter 219: They don't have the right to touch me
Chapter 219 They are not qualified to touch me
Iron-grey dark clouds covered the sky, and the biting cold wind mixed with tiny snowflakes slapped on his face, like an invisible blade scraping through the skin and soaking into the bone marrow.
On the colony field outside the imperial capital, countless dignitaries and dignitaries looked ashen as they watched a group of howling cavalry interspersed back and forth, cutting the seemingly indestructible heavy halberd army into pieces.
"Lord Long, is this what you said about the sure way to defeat the enemy?"
On the luxurious stand hundreds of meters high, Li Min looked at the disintegrating army formation, his cold voice seemed more piercing than the howling north wind!
Not far away, a man in a five-rank official uniform hunched over and shivered. It was clearly the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, but the cold sweat dripped from his body one by one.
"Xiaguan...Xiaguan..."
Mumbling, the man turned his last hope towards his superior, but only saw a pair of fierce and threatening pupils.
This matter is up to you, your wife will be raised by me, so don’t worry about it!
He clearly understood what Shangguan meant, and the man's desperate eyes flashed violent and fierce.
Hatred, confusion, unwillingness, fear, struggle...
The turbulent negative emotions rolled in his heart, but the fierce light gradually dimmed, and finally turned into a sad sigh.
He knew that only if he carried all his sins, his wife and his family could continue to enjoy the glory and wealth.
If he says anything that shouldn't be said, the disaster of genocide is just around the corner!
And he himself will "suicide in fear of sin" in an instant!
Therefore, it is better to use one's own life in exchange for the prosperity of the family.
The luster in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the man slowly knelt down in front of Li Min, weeping bitterly.
"Xiaguan...Xiaguan is guilty!"
"You are indeed guilty. The [Euphorribles] specialized in defeating the cavalry, and they were completely wiped out despite the restraint of the spirit of the army, which shows how bad the soldiers' combat strength is!"
"The imperial court allocates so much money every year, and you have trained such a vulnerable Beijing army? You and the people from the Ministry of War should go to Zhao prison for a while."
Ice blue pupils looked around, all the ministers who met his gaze nodded in fear, and Li Min finally turned his gaze to the gloomy handsome young man beside him.
"Brother Huang, what do you think?"
"Sister Huang, victory or defeat is a matter of military affairs. The affairs of the Ministry of War are decided by the father and the emperor, and there is no need for us to say anything."
"Well, victory or defeat is indeed a common thing in military affairs, but it's only three things. The Ministry of War has lost two games in a row, resulting in the slaughter of the two battalions and the heavy damage to the souls of the soldiers. What is the Ministry of War going to use next? Your [Xuan Biao] 】?"
"I…"
Between and Li Min, there was a three-pointed look between the brows of the young man who was hesitant to say anything.
The faction of the Ministry of War supports him, he must stand in line to protect his own people regardless of right or wrong, but [Xuan Biao] is his private army, the backbone of his future control of the army!
If he suffered heavy losses during the budding period, his hard work in recent years would be in vain!
What's more, the three states in the northwest were obviously prepared, carefully selected warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles, and then after a long period of training, they forged such a battalion of elite teachers!
is equivalent to the essence created by the power of the three states, and his [Xuan Biao] is just a private army formed by himself, and he has not experienced actual combat.
"The last time I defeated the father and emperor, I was already furious. You said that [Euphorribles] will win if he defeats the enemy. What's the result?"
Looking at the corpses on the battlefield, the sergeants with the heavy halberd who were full of ugliness and begging for mercy, Li Min Gujing Wubo seemed to have a violent storm brewing in his eyes.
"Two battalions! The 2,000 people didn't replace the 200 people on the opposite side, and most of them were still injured and not killed. After they recover from their injuries, their overall strength will improve. What will you do to deal with it?!"
Away his eyes from the **** battlefield, Li Min looked at his younger brother faintly, a hint of disappointment flashed in the depths of his pupils.
"The huge imperial capital can't find a battalion of soldiers to fight, Li Yan, do you know what this means?"
Hearing the imperial sister calling her by her first name, Li Yan's breath stagnated, and he lowered his head with a gloomy expression.
This means that the last layer of fig leaf on the face of the empire was torn off, and everyone will see the weakness under the surface of strength!
But the Ministry of War is also an important aid to support him in his struggle for the throne. He must save it no matter what, otherwise he will cut his arm. If his supporters see that he can't even save his own people, they may switch to other princes.
Therefore, no matter right or wrong, right or wrong, your henchmen must be protected unconditionally!
Even if...this is based on harming the overall interests of the country...
But, if I can't win the throne, what's the prosperity of this empire to me? !
Slowly let out a sigh of relief, the handsome and gloomy young man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, bowed his body and clasped his fists: "Yan is incompetent, let the emperor down."
Immediately, he changed his words and smiled meaningfully.
"However, since the royal sister is so angry, she must have a way to overcome the enemy and win. Why don't you leave this last martial arts show to the royal sister to arrange?"
As soon as these words came out, most of the people present were happy, and the other part was angry.
The Ministry of War has lost two games in a row. If the last game loses again, there will be no excuses. From top to bottom, there will be a big purge.
As a result, you actually want to throw the blame at this critical moment? !
Think beautifully!
But to everyone's surprise, Li Min just looked at his brother calmly and nodded lightly.
"it is good."
"Your Highness!!"
A dozen ministers jumped up in unison, looking at Li Min in disbelief.
You can cut off the eldest prince's arm just by looking at it, but you actually took the initiative to take the blame for him? !
Are you confused?
"It's about the country, and you need to focus on the overall situation."
waved his hand in disapproval, and Li Min's eyes flashed with brilliance, and the tall and tender body Yuanzhu Yuezhi, vaguely, everyone present recalled the oppressive feeling of seeing the [Emperor] for the first time.
Immediately, Li Min moved his gaze, stared deeply at Li Yan with a suspicious face, and sighed meaningfully.
"If you can't handle the weight, let me do it."
The plain words were inserted into Li Yan's heart like a sharp blade. In the dark, he seemed to sense the shift of destiny, and the whole world had a subtle change because of this sentence!
Trembling involuntarily, Li Yan clenched his fists white, opened his mouth to speak, but found that he could not speak at all.
He can deceive everyone, but he cannot deceive his own heart.
He really doesn't have any countermeasures. Even if he uses [Xuan Biao] to fight, at best, he will make the opponent lose a little more, so that the loss will not be so ugly.
At this moment, the huge imperial capital, with hundreds of thousands of Beijing troops, is actually helpless with a mere battalion of cavalry!
Looking down at his brother who was hesitant to say anything, Li Min looked away in disappointment and looked at the elegant young man in white in the corner who was out of the way.
"Xiao Shun."
Hearing the call, the boy who was eager to stare at the battlefield turned around, a bright smile on his unreal face.
"Senior sister."
"They handed it over to you."
The slender jade pointed to the cavalry roaring and slashing on the battlefield, but there was a bit of murderous intent in Li Min's plain tone.
However, hearing her words, everyone in the stands was stunned.
Wu'an-kun...Isn't he a warrior?
Could it be that he quietly turned to the [Bing Dao]?
That's not right, even if you switch to [Army Way], it will take at least several years to cultivate a strong army!
But just when everyone was looking at question marks, Zhao Yinshun showed a joyful smile from his heart.
"Thank you, Sister."
Thanks for the gift of nature.
No, thank you for your gift!
“…”
The communication between the brothers and sisters made everyone around them incomprehensible.
What do you mean by handing over to you?
What is thank you?
Are we talking about the same thing?
But from Wu Anjun's pure and happy smile, everyone really felt the excitement and joy from the bottom of their hearts.
As if what Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess "gives him" is not a whole battalion of **** and brutal alien cavalry, but a gift that he has long admired.
"By the way, do they still have reserve troops?"
"Well, although there were only one battalion in both appearances, there were more than 1,500 troops in total. Now, at the cost of dozens of casualties and more than 100 wounded, two big victories have been exchanged. …”
"Then give them half a month to repair their injuries. After half a month, I want them to order all the troops and horses to fight with me!"
Watching the discussion between the senior, sister and brother, everyone understood that Wu Anjun wants to fight the enemy's entire battalion of strong troops with the strength of one person!
That's not right. According to what he said when he ordered Qi soldiers and horses, there should be one and a half battalions!
"Since they are sent to the door thousands of miles away, and the courtesy is light and affectionate, then don't leave any of them. I think the feng shui here is very good, and it is suitable to send their descendants a good luck!"
Pointing to the fierce school grounds, the young man in white laughed loudly.
“…”
's extremely arrogant words made everyone look strange, but the strange thing was that no one felt inappropriate, as if what this god-like handsome boy said was right.
But reason quickly overwhelmed his instincts, and the ministers who were close to Li Min looked at each other in embarrassment, and talked with their spiritual thoughts in secret.
"Can a third-order warrior win a strong army?"
"No, since ancient times, I have never heard of a third-order warrior who can ride a thousand!"
"That's right, even if the overlord is resurrected, it is impossible to kill a whole battalion of strong troops in the third rank, and the sixth rank or mythology is similar."
"On the opposite side are the warriors carefully selected by the three states. The average is third-rank, and the leader is still a sixth-rank general. In addition to the suppression of the military spirit, what can Wu Anjun do to compete?"
"Don't forget that there are more than a dozen fifth-rank captains and nearly a hundred fourth-rank captains. This configuration is the essence condensed from an army of tens of thousands of people. There are hundreds of legendary powerhouses alone!"
"Humph! If it wasn't for the mythical powerhouse being suppressed in the imperial capital, I think they would have wished to give these thousand people another [God General]!"
…
In the blink of an eye, everyone has come to the conclusion that Wu Anjun may be able to deal with the ordinary battalion of the Beijing army, but in the face of a legendary powerhouse a hundred times his own, as well as thousands of soldiers of the same rank, the pressure of the martial spirit alone is enough. break him.
The same conclusion was also reached in the faction of the eldest prince. They looked at each other in confusion, unable to understand the magic operation of the eldest princess.
Doesn't it mean that Jun Wu'an is deeply favored by the princess?
Why let him die?
Is it to protect her [Cangjiao Camp]?
Watching the two charismatic "jade men" talking by the window, they looked relaxed and happy as if they were discussing a dinner half a month later. The self-confidence and arrogance visible to the naked eye deeply shook everyone's doubts.
In a trance, everyone remembered a horrible fact.
We have never seen Wu Anjun unleash his full power!
This supreme genius who is at the top of the [Conferred God List], not to mention the [transcendence] posture, even the limit of ordinary posture is unknown!
Theoretically speaking, it is indeed impossible for a normal third-order warrior to match the over-allocated army of a thousand people, but Wu Anjun has never been a normal third-order warrior!
His own strength has long surpassed the sequence level summed up by the [Omniscient Eye], as if he had risen to the undetectable cloud and became a unique existence!
In other words, he cannot be measured with conventional eyes!
If he fully releases the [transcendence] gesture, the outcome of this battle... It's hard to say...
's heart jumped suddenly, and everyone's eyes turned to the white-robed Shengxue boy, each with complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.
After three years of awakening, he is so terrifying. If he waits a few more years and he grows into a myth, who else in this world can control him?
Overlord Xiang Yu can stir the world by himself, and the potential that Wu Anjun is showing now is clearly stronger than that of Overlord!
Could it be that after thousands of years, the first Martial Dao Supreme was really about to emerge, but the [Emperor]…
The heart froze, everyone looked at the beautiful princess with a doting face, and suddenly a trace of unbearableness rose.
In the crowd, Li Yan looked at the familiar and unfamiliar smile on the eldest sister's face, and suddenly remembered that she had seen herself so fondly after she was a child.
But since then, a group of supporters has gradually gathered around him, urging his power and ambition to grow rapidly, and the relationship between the siblings has become more and more cold, until now...
Vaguely, Li Yan suddenly envied Zhao Yinshun a little, and envied that the relationship between him and his sister was so pure that there was no need to mix any tricks and calculations.
But the melancholy mood disappeared in a flash, and the handsome young man's eyes narrowed and he regained his strength.
On the stairs leading to the Supreme Throne, there has always been a sea of corpses and blood. He does not need weak feelings, only absolute strength!
On the other side, it seemed to sense Li Yan's mood changes, Li Min glanced at it without a trace, and sighed helplessly.
Zhi Da Cai Shu... My stupid brother...
"Senior sister, don't worry, a group of turkeys and dogs can be destroyed by hand!"
Thought that Senior Sister was worried about herself, Zhao Yinshun stood by the window and stretched out his palm, and turned down towards the battlefield, faintly covering all the brutal cavalry who cheered and roared.
"Be careful, don't get hurt all over like a hob."
Li Min retracted his gaze and gently tapped the boy on the head.
"Injury? Just by them?"
The handsome young man sneered as he looked at the group of sturdy cavalry who were demonstrating against the stands.
"They're not qualified to touch me yet."
“…”
This time, not only the others in the stands, but even Li Min couldn't help falling into silence.
Thank you [seekivel] and other book friends for their rewards.
I've been working overtime these days, don't wait at night, just watch it in the morning. (T▽T)
(end of this chapter)