People can't blame the environment for their bad behavior
The three men walked out of the general's tent, the wind blew the camp flags, and dusk fell.
The smoke of war has not yet risen, but the atmosphere is already solemn and murderous.
Ren Xuan looked around and saw the thousands of miles of camps connected together, which was a spectacular sight.
Qin Chengxiu lowered his head and took a deep breath, his voice neither light nor heavy: "You two... it's fine if you don't help comfort Heng Yan, but you also make things more complicated. Is this just my problem?"
Lu Bingzhao was silent for a moment, and lowered his head, which was rare. "I didn't control myself well. I shouldn't have provoked Heng Yan."
His eyes were gloomy and apologetic: "It's enough for you to comfort Heng Yan. You don't have to comfort us."
As he said that, he took a step forward and gave Qin Chengxiu a short, heavy hug.
Lu Bingzhao returned to his original position: "Just consider it as my comfort to you."
Qin Chengxiu gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Ren Xuan clearly saw that the hands slowly clenched and then slowly loosened.
That is a gesture of suppressed emotion.
Just now in the commander's tent, Qin Chengxiu forced Fang Weian to give up his bottom line and comfort Lu Hengyan to accept reality. Every step was orderly and every word was correct.
But even such a calm person had obvious emotional fluctuations at this moment.
Finally, Qin Chengxiu spoke again, his voice hoarse but steady as a thousand pounds:
"Xiuyuan, keep a close eye on Fang Weian. Don't worry if he discovers you. If he even thinks of sending Xiao Dingyuan away, kill him immediately."
Lu Bingzhao suddenly said in a deep voice: "He is no match for Fang Weian alone. I will go with him."
Qin Chengxiu shook his head and flatly rejected the idea: "Bingzhao, you must lead the troops to demand the prisoners now. I want all the members of the Yuan Dynasty royal family except Xiao Dingyuan."
He paused, looked at the two of them again, and spoke word by word:
"Neither of you are allowed to argue with Fang Weian. If Fang Weian does anything wrong, come back immediately."
"Tell him clearly—if he dares to touch me again, I, Qin Chengxu, will conquer Southern Xinjiang."
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The sky was dark as Ren Xuan walked through the numerous military camps.
Originally, he thought that Qin Shu was already powerful enough, steady, accurate, cold, and ruthless, without missing a single one.
As a result, after following Qin Chengxiu for only half a day, he felt that he had been wandering for half his life and had never met a wise leader.
This is what humans do!
He forced Fang Weian to bow his head, stabilized Lu Hengyan, suppressed Lu Bingzhao, and turned around to put the situation back on track. He could be ruthless to the outside world, and he took on everything himself internally. When would Ren Xuan ever have a boss like this?
You can't blame the environment for being bad. Why didn't our great ancestor turn evil? Why could our great ancestor comfort others? Why did our great ancestor become the greatest emperor of all time, praised by all the people?
Tsk, comparing yourself to others will make you die, comparing goods will make you throw them away.
He sighed, his steps unbroken, heading towards the other side of the river. The martial arts style Han Xiuyuan was adept at matched his own, so it wasn't too unfamiliar.
Ren Xuan leaped through the woods, but he was thinking about another thing in his mind.
He actually had some doubts - could it be that Qin Chengxu was the originator of the art of tracing one's life?
He was a genius, but his best friend died. This doesn't make sense.
But on second thought, Emperor Taizu Qin Chengxu, that is a BUG in the five-in-one poetic and historical version of "Five Volumes to Guard the Country".
During the founding years of the country, this man was invincible, leaving the second-place Fang Weian behind by countless Yongding Rivers. This has been a consensus for hundreds of years.
If it really is Qin Chengxu... then it’s better to just give up.
It’s better to just work honestly...
Secret tracking is Ren Xuan’s forte.
In a matter of moments, Ren Xuan had already caught up with Fang Weian. Although he didn't have Han Xiuyuan's super-level cultivation, he was confident that he wouldn't be easily discovered.
But in the blink of an eye, a gust of wind blew, and the person he was following disappeared.
Ren Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly restrained his breath and turned around.
The next moment, the familiar figure in black was standing three feet behind him, with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.
Fang Weian spoke, his voice low but steady as always: "Master Jieshuai, would you like to come with us?"
Ren Xuan's heart sank, and he finally understood what Qin Chengxiu meant by "don't be afraid of being discovered" - there was no way to escape, and being discovered was inevitable.
This Southern King holds the military command of the nine border states and has numerous military achievements, so his reputation is definitely not earned in vain.
But Fang Weian is very polite and prudent.
Now that he had been discovered, Ren Xuan simply stopped hiding it. He clasped his fists in greeting and said frankly, "I am here to monitor the general under the orders of His Majesty. If I have offended you, I hope you will forgive me."
Fang Weian paused slightly.
Han Xiuyuan was a man who was always kind in his dealings with others, but the legend that he hid his edge behind his back did not come out of thin air.
When this person gets serious, it's extremely difficult to deal with him. Fang Weian had already witnessed this in the previous Battle of Pengcheng.
Given the relationship between Han Xiuyuan and Lu Hengyu, Fang Weian was a little surprised that the other party could be so friendly now.
Fang Wei was silent for a moment, his eyes fading without a trace of emotion. He looked at the "Northern King" before him and said calmly, "I, Fang Weian, feel guilty towards you all regarding this matter. Your Majesty's suspicion of me is only natural."
His tone was not loud, his attitude was not humble, and he even had a bit of calmness that showed a sense of active weakness.
Neither escape nor argue.
Just as Qin Chengxiu said, no matter what, Fang Wei'an is a true gentleman.
"Tsk." Ren Xuan smacked his lips softly.
I wonder what Fang Weian would feel if he knew that he was carrying the heinous infamy of being a traitor to his master?
After taking a few steps, Ren Xuanzhong finally spoke, his tone hinting at inquiry, "General Fang, I'm sorry to ask. You now command a large force, guarding a corner, with the entire army at your service. The former imperial family is already fading. Wouldn't it be better for you to end our past friendships here? Cut it off now. Otherwise, you'll be implicated too deeply and end up in disrepute."
In this world, people prefer light things to heavy things.
If you do all kinds of evil, but there is one good thing in it, people will pick it out and praise it. But if you do good things all your life, but there is one mistake, people will only remember that mistake.
Thousands of years later, only a few records remain in history books. It is difficult to comment on his life's merits and demerits.
Ren Xuan's voice was not loud, but it expressed the feelings of the people in the world.
But Fang Weian only paused slightly, then sighed softly. The sigh was like the wind blowing through the empty forest, falling down the mountain and entering his chest.
He said, "Han Shuai, let's get going."
Fang Weian offered no explanation or justification. He knew that a general's death in battle would inevitably lead to his reputation being tarnished by future generations. He could defend the southern border, and he could also defend his own little piece of land.
He doesn't care about that illusory reputation, nor does he need anyone to believe in it or remember it in the future.
Ren Xuan met Fang Cun in Fang Wei's camp.
There's no way, it's too conspicuous.
Lu Hengyu's remains had just been sent back, and Fang Cun had already made the puppet!
Thousands of feet long golden characters rose into the air, like chains and nets, instantly sweeping across the sky above the entire military camp.
The golden light of the law spread out in the air with the puppet as its core. It was very similar to the technique used by Lu Shian that Ren Xuan had seen before. It was probably the predecessor of the dry law formation, but with a much wider range.
The entire camp was in uproar.
Some low-ranking soldiers were terrified. Some stood there in a daze, while others retreated and knocked over the camp stakes.
Several high-ranking generals turned pale, and their first reaction was: It's over, if this is seen by people on the other side of the river, I'm afraid that all the people in their battalion will be buried with this puppet!
Qin Chengxiu is not really a vegetarian! !
Ren Xuan cursed and was about to rush over——
The next moment, a red light flashed up!
Fang Weian entered the formation instantly, unsheathed the Qingfeng sword, and slashed with blood. The puppet instantly shattered and fell into the dust.
With a backhand palm, he knocked the culprit to the ground.
Fang Cun fell heavily to the ground, the Ganlu formation exploded into pieces of gold, and the light patterns of the entire camp were extinguished.
Ren Xuan stood outside the formation, watching the aura that suddenly erupted from Fang Weian. He had seen Fang Che when he used the "Fiery Life Sealing Heaven" technique. Fang Che's appearance when his forbidden technique was fully activated was already abnormal enough in Ren Xuan's eyes, but in front of Fang Weian, it was completely insignificant.
Fang Weian did not have any transition buffer, and he controlled it with ease. The Heaven-Defying Burning Life was just like the most basic martial arts move.
Ren Xuan smacked his lips in a belated realization - this was the founding period of the country.
The heroes fought fiercely and the world was contended for. The Southern King Fang Weian, the Northern King Han Xiuyuan, and the Western King Lu Bingzhao were all responsible for the merits of stabilizing the territory.
Fang Cun fell backwards to the ground, coughing up blood foam from his mouth, and began to cough violently.
Fang Weian's eyes were as cold as frost and snow, and he looked like a god of death walking out of a Shura field.
He quickly stepped over the Ganlu formation that he had already destroyed, protecting one person behind him.
Fang Weian's voice was extremely deep and stern: "What are you doing?!"
In an instant, all the soldiers in the camp stopped moving.
Ren Xuan stood outside the formation, his brows slightly raised, and he was surprised.
The first person Fang Weian scolded was not Fang Cun who "used a puppet to step on Qin Chengxiu's face to the ground", but the group of generals in the camp who participated in the siege.
Ren Xuan subconsciously glanced at the person Fang Weian was protecting.
The young man wore a white robe with golden patterns, a magnificent sight, but it couldn't hide the paleness of his face. His features weren't particularly bright or sharp, but rather had a sickly paleness to them, like a dying candle, flickering and compelling one to stare.
Ren Xuan immediately understood in his mind - Prince Yong'an, Xiao Dingyuan.
A man who looked like a general stepped forward and said, "General, they are the ones who caused this disaster. Why should you apologize?"
He spoke with a steely tone, his eyes filled with anger, resentment, and even more resentment: "Brothers, we don't recognize this Xiao family! We don't recognize this fake emperor either! They want to send you to death-"
The general knelt on one knee, almost gritting his teeth and saying, "Brothers, send him off first!!!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a surge of responses from behind.
"General, please hold your sword!!"
"We are willing to make the general our king!"
"The Nine Provinces of Southern Xinjiang were built by the general, city by city!"
"General, please abandon the royal family! Take control of Southern Xinjiang!"
Amid the uproar among the soldiers, several men had already drawn their swords, and a murderous intent to fight to the death surged from the general's camp.
As the general knelt down, all the officers and soldiers in the camp knelt down, and there was a faint sign of a roar.
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