On the way here, I saw many wounded soldiers being bandaged, and in the distance I saw some black smoke rising from the city, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and fire.
At the time, he thought he was probably from a military family, and judging from the situation, they must have just finished a battle. Judging from the wounded soldiers everywhere, they probably didn't win.
However, when the middle-aged beauty uttered the word "Broken Army," he was completely stunned.
The name sounded strangely familiar, and he immediately thought of Guo Polu, the son of Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
Isn't the Secret Realm based on history? How come it also has fictional elements?
However, upon further reflection, he realized that with the power of a true god, it would be no surprise that he could master all the knowledge and culture of this world from ancient times to the future in an instant, and combine various world elements to create a new trial ground.
"I'm fine now," Zu'an replied casually. If someone hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have even realized he was injured.
At first, I did feel that the blood and qi were stagnant in some parts of my body, but is that considered an injury?
The least serious injuries he's suffered over the years have been many times more severe than this, so he didn't connect this to the injury.
However, he finally realized that his current body was different from his previous superhuman body, and he couldn't use the old standards to measure it.
"It seems you have indeed worked hard to cultivate the Quanzhen internal energy over the years, which is why you recovered from your injuries so quickly." At this moment, a relieved smile finally appeared on the serious face of the middle-aged man in the main seat.
"Perhaps it's thanks to the Nine Yin Manual I shared a few days ago," the middle-aged beauty said, her eyes sparkling.
“Rong’er, you’re still spoiling the child too much. With Po Lu’s current cultivation level, it’s too early for him to cultivate the Nine Yin Manual. It might even have the opposite effect.” The middle-aged man had a square face and a broad nose, and he spoke very seriously.
Zuan: "..."
Although it was just a rumor, it has now been confirmed.
The couple in front of me are Guo Jing and Huang Rong from "The Return of the Condor Heroes," and I am Guo Polu, who was completely invisible at Guo Xiang's birthday party.
Wait, weren't supernatural abilities banned? How come we're still in a martial arts world?
However, compared to the various superpowers in the cultivation world and the myriad realms, this martial arts skill is indeed not considered an extraordinary ability; at most, it is just some physical technique.
Upon closer inspection, it's a stretch to call the couple middle-aged.
Guo Jing's hair was already turning gray, and although Huang Rong was better preserved, wrinkles could be seen at the corners of her eyes. Time had ultimately left its mark on her.
As the legendary queen of classic comics in the Classics section, Shaohua, gradually faded away, Zuan couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy, thinking, "Since ancient times, beauties and famous generals are not allowed to grow old in the world."
However, he quickly realized that in this world, the other person was his mother.
That awkward feeling was just awful.
At this moment, Huang Rong snorted: "Now that the Mongols are about to invade, how can we care about anything else? Of course we should teach them what we can, otherwise we won't have the chance later."
Upon hearing this, Guo Jing fell silent, and the atmosphere in the room became exceptionally heavy.
Zu An was startled. They were all top experts in the world, so why would they say such discouraging things?
Wait a minute, he suddenly remembered looking in the mirror earlier and realized that he was no longer a teenager, but rather around twenty or thirty years old.
Meanwhile, Guo Jing and Huang Rong had been resisting the Mongol invasion from the south in Xiangyang City. Could it be...?
"Back then, when Guo'er killed the Mongol Khan Möngke, we gained more than a decade of peace. Unfortunately, this time the Mongols have regrouped and fought fiercely under the walls of Xiangyang for many years. The imperial court is exhausted in its efforts to support Xiangyang, and I estimate that we will ultimately be unable to turn the tide." Guo Jing's resolute eyes eventually showed a hint of confusion.
“Brother Jing, you have already tried your best. If it weren’t for you, Xiangyang City could not have withstood the Mongol army for so many years. Moreover, this time it was the Mongols who invaded Persia, which led to the severing of the Maritime Silk Road on the imperial side. The Mongols are also constantly harassing the southwestern border from Dali. Now the Song Dynasty’s economy is on the verge of collapse. These are not things you can solve.” Huang Rong hurriedly comforted her.
Guo Jing sighed deeply. He knew all this all too well, but with defeat imminent, what use were any more reasons?
At this moment, Huang Rong suddenly spoke up: "Po Lu, Xiang'er, I've called you here today to discuss a Fire Seed Plan with you."
Zuan then noticed that there was a young woman in another corner of the room.
With her beautiful features, both sweet and spirited, she was clearly Guo Xiang, Huang Rong's second daughter, but unfortunately, she didn't resemble Huang Rong at all.
Of course it didn't look like it. Zu'an felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the woman staring straight at him.
Because this woman was none other than Yan Hua!
His appearance remained unchanged, and so did the fireworks.
So everyone comes here to play role-playing games.
"Second Sister..." Zu An greeted her, while also trying to determine whether the other person was the real Guo Xiang or Yan Hua.
"Hehe, my good third brother." The girl chuckled a few times.
Zuan: "..."
This weird, sarcastic attitude definitely suggests it's fireworks.
Huang Rong frowned slightly, a hint of suspicion on her face: "What's wrong with you two today? Why are you talking so strangely?"
Both of them were startled. They didn't know how to pass this trial, nor did they know how they would be eliminated.
If their identities are recognized by the world's natives, does that mean they will be eliminated?
They dare not gamble on this possibility, so they subconsciously choose to play this role well.
But Fireworks is unaware of this world. He is still immersed in the shock and panic of losing his great power and is unable to cope with the doubts before him.
Fortunately, Zu'an immediately stepped in to smooth things over: "We were just curious why our eldest sister didn't come."
Huang Rong shook her head slightly: "This plan is far too important, and that good-for-nothing Fu'er is not suitable to participate."
Seeing that her attention had been diverted, Fireworks secretly admired him. This kid was indeed clever. By the way, was the eldest sister in their world called Fu'er?
Zu An looked strange; Guo Fu's reputation was truly outstanding.
At the same time, they understood why the God of Death had said he had an advantage in this trial. It was because neither Yan Hua, Ting Xue, nor Isabella knew anything about the background story of this world, and thus they lost the initiative.
"Alright, let's get back to the main topic," Huang Rong said solemnly. "Now that China has fallen, it's a foregone conclusion. We've tried everything we could think of and done over the years. In the end, we have no choice but to admit that the Mandate of Heaven is with the Mongols. Our resistance is against the Mandate of Heaven, so naturally, we will face difficulties at every turn."
"But destiny will not always favor Mongolia. The nomadic peoples of the grasslands gained power on horseback, and they will naturally lose it just as quickly. This process may take hundreds of years, or it may take decades. The only thing we can do now is to leave a legacy for the future. A hundred years from now, when Mongolia loses the favor of destiny, our descendants will be able to restore our country."
"We'll name this secret plan the Heaven Sword and Dragon Slayer Plan!"
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