"How long will it take, Third Brother?" Ye Ling stood in the large carriage, stuck his head out of the window, and looked at the world outside.
Now, the convoy carrying the Ye family is traveling on the undulating mountain road at a moderate speed, allowing them to enjoy the scenery outside.
After leaving Luojing, they first took the water route, then docked at the river, changed to a carriage, and now are heading southeast.
"It's almost done, it's almost done, why don't you get some sleep first." Ye Zhen pressed his forehead helplessly. This sister kept asking questions, which sometimes gave him a headache.
As the carriage gradually turned around a hill, a hint of red appeared in the distant forest, followed by more and more red and yellow leaves, making the mountain scenery gradually more gorgeous and beautiful.
"We should be almost at Yanyu Island." An old man said as he looked at the scenery outside.
"We're almost there." Then another person in the carriage responded.
"Now that Yanyuzhou is occupied by the Xin Kingdom, I wonder if it is stable?"
"There may have been some chaos some time ago, but now it has basically stabilized. The left prime minister of Xin State is very powerful." A middle-aged man in black clothes in the car answered. He was strong and had a weapon in his hand.
"In other words, are we going to Youxin Kingdom?" At this time Ye Ling suddenly realized something, turned around and walked closer, then knelt on the cushion in the carriage. Her long twin ponytails draped over her gorgeous black dress embroidered with bamboo, making her look particularly beautiful.
"Yes, we are going to Youxin Country."
"Hey, why should we go there? Isn't that the rebels' place?" Ye Ling was puzzled.
"Rebels? Haha, if that's the case, then our Ye family is no different." Several elders smiled and shook their heads.
"I should be able to tell Xiao Ling now."
"Well, the dynasty is almost falling apart anyway."
"In fact, our Ye family's ancestors, if we trace back to the source, came from Youxin Country."
"Oh, is there such a thing? I didn't even know about it." Ye Ling suddenly raised his body and opened his eyes wide.
"A Ling, do you still remember the underground treasure house where you were sleeping?"
"Well, I have a little impression." Ye Ling stretched out his index finger and thumb and made a small metaphor. It seemed that he didn't remember much.
"The bronze gate of the treasury and the stone pillars inside are all carved with images and patterns of phoenixes."
"Is there anything wrong with this?" Ye Ling blinked. The Plantagenet Dynasty worshipped the Phoenix of Five Virtues, so it seemed normal to carve these.
"There's nothing wrong with that, but if you look closely at the phoenix paintings, you'll see that the phoenixes we have carved and depicted in our home are somewhat different from the ones you see outside."
"What's the difference?"
"It will be a little more severe and cold, and if it is colored, it will be the color of dark purple feathers."
"Pitch-black purple feathers, isn't that a cuckoo?" At this point, Ye Ling roughly understood.
"So, our family's origins are related to the cuckoo."
"That's right. In fact, in ancient times, among the seven continents of Lei, there was not only the Xin Kingdom, but also a small country called the Mo Kingdom. That is where our ancestors lived."
"Although Youmo Kingdom has a nice environment and is peaceful and stable, its population and territory are far smaller than Youxin Kingdom. So after Youxin Kingdom rose to prominence, we were gradually absorbed and accommodated into Youxin Kingdom. There were many small countries and tribes like this at the time. Because of the inconvenient transportation and long distances between the mountains, it was easy for different small countries and tribes to emerge."
"When the 鑑鲅 was still around, the Xin Kingdom was developing very well. The poisonous swamps gradually turned into fertile fields, and the closed mountains were opened up. Caravans gradually traveled through them, connecting them."
"But after the catastrophe a thousand years ago, when His Highness the Crow fell, the Xin Kingdom gradually declined. The monsters from the deep mountains and the abominable waters reappeared, and the once fertile fields were gradually submerged by the poisonous waters, turning into an impassable swamp, infested with poisonous insects, mosquitoes, and ants, making it uninhabitable."
"At that time, the king of Xin State wanted to expand the territory. He first fought against Chiyao and Huoque in the Central Plains, and later fought against Baize State in the south. But in the end, they all ended in failure. The national strength was greatly weakened, and many factions and organizations left in the war. Our ancestor was also one of them. Later, he took his family and slowly moved to the Kingdom of Golden Flower. Finally, it became Luojing, the capital of the dynasty today." The elder in the car talked about the past history of the Ye family.
"So, are we going home now?" Ye Ling tilted her head slightly and looked at the elders in her family.
Her words made everyone in the car stunned for a moment, and then they smiled and nodded.
"Well, going home, I'm going home." There was a long sigh of emotion in his voice, as if it contained thousands of words.
In the north, far away from Yanyuzhou, the army of Xin State is now fighting against the army of King Huainan.
Black banners and armor were flying across the battlefield, shouts and the sounds of fighting were endless, and fallen corpses and discarded weapons were everywhere.
Broken halberds and broken spears, black smoke and flames, the two sides fought in the wilderness until the setting sun, dusk illuminated the fields, and the voices of people gradually faded. The few remaining people on the last side struggled to plant the flag on the soft, blood-soaked earth and roared to the sky.
The hoarse voice contained joy, sadness, venting, disgust, satisfaction, pain, and other emotions. The face blurred by blood seemed to have liquid flowing down, slowly dripping to the ground.
After months of bloody fighting, the newly formed Black Army of Youxin State finally held out against the attack of King Huainan, but the price was also tragic. Facing the dynasty's years of accumulation, mature and elite professional army, they paid several times the sacrifice and death.
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