A spring thunder sounded, and the spring rain on the flower-covered plain became more dense.
It turns out that thirteen days have passed since the Waking of Insects.
The battle on Huazhong Plain lasted for three days and three nights.
This is a Shura field on earth.
In this battle, the Wu Dynasty deployed 100,000 troops from the Second Army, 80,000 from the Third Army, and 100,000 from the Fourth Army, totaling 280,000.
The Yu Dynasty deployed 300,000 southern border troops and 300,000 Tiance troops.
A total of 880,000 troops fought here. When the dawn of the fourth day arrived, only a little over 100,000 people were left alive.
They are all Wu Dynasty Army.
This was an unprecedented battle in history. In this battle, the Wu Dynasty completely destroyed the main armed forces of the Yu Dynasty at the cost of 180,000 people, laying the foundation for the establishment of Daxia.
This battle is known in history as the Battle of Dingding.
Three military flags gathered together in the center of Huazhong Plain. Under the fluttering flags, He Sandao spat out a mouthful of blood foam, punched Wei Wubing in the chest, and then punched Chen Po in the chest.
He wiped the blood and rain from his face and grinned.
"Boss, we won!"
Chen Po looked at the corpses and nodded slightly, his face serious. After a moment, he slowly blossomed, just like the unknown little flower in the wilderness, not very beautiful, but proudly blooming in the spring - "Yes, we won!"
Wei Wubing suddenly became furious. He kicked He Sandao on the butt, kicking him two meters away and falling into the pool with a splash.
"Damn He Sandao, you're a whole hour late! I lost three thousand of my brothers!"
He Sandao climbed out of the pool, his whole body wet, but he had washed the blood off his face.
"Hahahaha..." He Sandao laughed, "If I had come two hours later, you would have been killed by Fei An!"
"You have to give me an explanation. Three thousand people, you bastard, do you know that?!"
Chen Po waved his hand. Although they were both army commanders now, Chen Po was their real instructor. No matter what, the two of them would not dare to act rashly in front of Chen Po.
"There must be a reason why Sandao is late. Tell me."
He Sandao shook his head and his expression became serious.
"Something unexpected happened, and His Majesty went to the border town."
Chen Po and Wei Wubing were shocked. "What?"
"Now I understand why it's called the Jingzhe Project and why it's called the Chunlei Project."
He Sandao sat down on the grass, not caring that the grass was wet from his sitting.
He pulled out a piece of dogtail grass and put it in his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the endless spring rain.
"Our battle here is the Jingzhe Plan, but the place where the spring thunder sounds is not here, but the border town!"
Chen Po and Wei Wubing also sat down and said, "Speak human language!"
"Your Majesty has mobilized all of the Yu Dynasty's elite forces to the Huazhong Plains. Unite the forces of our three armies and annihilate them here. I imagine everyone in the world is watching this battlefield, but in reality, while the battlefield is underway, Your Majesty has already set up another battlefield in the peach forest at the border town."
"Few people know about that battlefield, but the dangers there are probably even more thrilling than here."
He Sandao did not follow the 10,000 soldiers out of the border town to capture Yu Wendao, so he didn't know what had happened in the border town.
In fact, at this moment, no outsider knew what was happening in the border town.
He Sandao was just guessing, and his guess was actually wrong. That was not the Spring Thunder Plan that Fu Xiaoguan wanted.
…
Emperor Fan Zigui of the State of Fan was reciting scriptures in the White Horse Temple but he could not concentrate. He walked out of the temple and looked in the direction of the border town. His sight seemed to be frozen there and could never be retracted.
He murmured, "Spring thunder, it's time to sound!"
In Jinling of the Yu Dynasty, the retired emperor Yu Baibai, who had returned to Jinling, was also standing on the city wall. He was also looking towards the border town. His gaze seemed to want to travel through time and space, as if he wanted to witness with his own eyes what was happening in the border town.
"Royal brother, what are you looking at?" The eldest princess stood beside Yu Baibai and was a little worried because there was still no news about Shang Ruoshui.
She thought her brother was thinking about Shang Ruoshui, but she didn't expect that Yu Baibai was talking about something completely different:
"My dear sister, at the border town," he pointed out, "the Waking of Insects has passed. A spring thunder will sound in the border town. After that spring thunder... the world will be at peace."
Yu Shurong looked confused, but Yu Baibai didn't explain but smiled knowingly.
What Yu Shurong saw in this old smile was hope, and an indescribable emotion. If she had to use one word to describe it, it would be... relief!
No matter what the situation is after the spring thunder, in Yu Baibai's heart, it is really a relief.
…
In Xianqingju, a house on the outskirts of Faning City in the Wu Dynasty, the tea on the table had long since gone cold, but the two people sitting by the tea table were both tilting their heads and looking towards the border town.
"Spring thunder...it's time to sound."
There was a rumble of thunder, and Zhou Tongtong looked up at the dark sky, "It's time for the thunder to sound."
The spring thunder had already sounded, but they were saying, "It's time to sound."
"Cough cough cough..." The thin man opposite Zhou Tongtong coughed violently. He took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth. Zhou Tongtong quickly walked over, knelt beside him, and gently patted his back.
"Your Majesty, it's time for you to take your medicine."
He is the emperor!
Was it Emperor Wen or Emperor Wu who was the retired emperor of the Wu Dynasty?
The fat man was jumping around in Fan State's manor, and he was naturally Emperor Wen.
Wu Changfeng waved his hand, coughed for a while, took off his handkerchief and looked at it. It was covered in blood.
"let's go."
"Where are you going?"
Wu Changfeng stood up with the help of Zhou Tongtong. He walked to the window and looked at Qishan in the distance.
"Grand Emperor, you... aren't you worried that His Majesty won't be able to withstand that thunderbolt?"
"He can handle it. If we don't do this, if those monks enter Guanyun City, many people will die. Border City is very good, and there is also a master who is the best in the world. As long as the master gets the news from us and runs away quickly, we will be fine."
Zhou Tongtong didn't dare to say anything, thinking, what if the master of the temple ran too slowly?
That's using the lives of Empress Dowager Xu Yunqing and His Majesty Fu Xiaoguan as bait!
"There's no perfect plan, my son... he can handle it. Let's go."
Wu Changfeng looked at Qi Shan deeply, his eyes filled with nostalgia, attachment, love, and a hint of resentment that no one could detect.
He waved in that direction, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a hint of blood and a smile appeared on his pale face.
This was the most outstanding plan in his life. Apart from Zhou Tongtong and Ji Yungui, no one in the world knew that he was the mastermind behind this plan to unify the world.
"Where are we going?"
"...Enter the Emperor's Mausoleum."
Zhou Tongtong was horrified. Wu Changfeng took two breaths and said, "I should have died a long time ago. I've lived these extra years and heard more about my son's deeds. I'm very satisfied. Let's go."
Let’s go… Amidst the spring thunder, a carriage left Xianyunju. Zhou Tongtong drove the carriage himself, galloping through the spring rain.
His face was covered in water, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears.
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