772 Peaceful years are all thanks to
The Emperor's reputation was so great that the veteran generals in the army had followed him wholeheartedly, fighting their way through the bloody battles. However, some soldiers praised the Second Prince more than the First Prince.
The two, lost in their own thoughts, paid no attention to the dead White Snake.
The two stood side by side, whispering and sighing, seemingly filled with endless emotions and a hint of helplessness.
As martial emperors, the two were filled with a sense of helplessness. Faced with the army, apart from the Holy Emperor, they were powerless to help!
The fierce soldiers in the army followed the Holy Emperor in his battles to conquer and expand the territory. Their blood and qi surged like smoke rising straight to the sky.
Once the army's formation was activated, their vital energy surged forth like a volcano, unstoppable. Even if their Emperor Wu himself were present, he would inevitably feel apprehensive in the face of such overwhelming power; if they were surrounded, the outcome would be unpredictable.
On one side are warriors who won't live past a hundred years, and on the other side are those with a lifespan of nearly a thousand years. They don't want to fight these warriors!
The battles at the end of the previous dynasty seem to be still fresh in our minds, but we can see the soldiers wearing armor, holding sharp blades, with piercing eyes and an aura that can swallow mountains and rivers.
General Wu entered the midst of it, and the army of ten thousand men, with their orderly formation and synchronized steps, moved as if they were one person, their power capable of breaking Emperor Wu.
Amidst the flames of war and the thunderous drums, the clashing of swords and the thunder of horses, their might was as fierce as a tiger swallowing ten thousand miles.
Wherever the spear points, tens of thousands of people gather as one, and even gods and ghosts are terrified!
The two men exchanged glances. Martial arts practitioners have limited lifespans, their killing intent is too strong, and years of fighting have left them with constant hidden injuries, making it even more difficult for them to break through to higher levels.
'How could General Yun have broken through!' A look of intense longing flashed through his mind!
They all saw a hint of solemnity and awe in each other's eyes. Now that Elder Yun had broken through to the Martial Emperor realm, he had taken charge of the northern district of the royal city and implemented the Holy Emperor's military system.
The royal city will surely be a place that will shake heaven and earth and move even the gods to tears.
The Emperor's authority is immense; the Wang family cannot represent the Emperor. In fact, the Emperor himself killed quite a few members of the Wang family back then.
They exchanged a glance, neither of them willing to confront Elder Yun directly.
However, he was not too afraid. As fellow Martial Emperors, they were also fellow cultivators. If they joined forces, Elder Yun would be difficult to resist. If Elder Yun fought to the death and refused to retreat, it would be possible to kill him.
Emperor Qianwu chuckled softly, "Brother, why don't you stay at my residence for a while today? Let me be your host and give you a proper welcome."
Moreover, brother, look at the current situation in the capital city. It's like a turbulent sea with undercurrents, and who knows what kind of storms it will stir up.
It might not be a bad thing if some people have concerns.
After all, some people have been living in comfort for too long, and Emperor Wu probably doesn't care much about them anymore, and may even be thinking of plotting against them.
Just like the white snake we just talked about, it's been kept for too long and thinks it's the master of this place!
Besides, brother, you've come all this way, how can you miss out on such a wonderful thing?
Why not share a few drinks and wait a moment? Wouldn't that be delightful!
Emperor Qianwu's expression shifted slightly, and he thought to himself, 'Good, without pressure, these younger generations in the family are not ambitious.'
Some pressure is on me; let's see if there's anyone promising in our family!
Seeing that Emperor Qianwu did not refuse, Emperor Wanwu waved slightly and prepared a banquet, as well as a very comfortable dance party!
Amidst the graceful singing and dancing of beautiful women, their skirts fluttering, a dazzling array of beauties and colorful dresses filled the air.
Meanwhile, Miss Bai and the other three beauties, dressed in super short, tight dresses and super short shorts, gracefully arrived like fairies!
The wine is poured slowly and gracefully, releasing an intoxicating aroma as it flows.
Without realizing it, she gently sat down beside Emperor Qianwu, while Emperor Wanwu paid her no attention at all.
Master Yun was familiar with the changes around him. His qi was like a real dragon, his body was like a furnace, connecting the bridge between heaven and earth. With a wave of his hand, he felt that the surroundings were more welcoming. With a slight movement, he could summon wind and thunder!
To strike an invisible target without it even being there!
As if slowly waking up, he suddenly felt the surrounding qi and blood like smoke from a wolf's beacon, surging like a raging fire, with soldiers like an impregnable fortress, firmly protecting him at the center.
I felt a warmth in my heart!
He gently pushed open the door and stepped out, clasping his hands in a deep fist salute mid-air, speaking softly yet with exceptional clarity, "Thank you all!"
The soldiers were clad in armor, wielding sharp blades, their eyes filled with admiration and anticipation!
A unified and deafening shout rang out from all around: "Greetings, General!"
We swear to follow the general to the death!
A resolute and joyful voice echoed here, raising plumes of dust that rose straight to the clouds like smoke signals.
Two elderly men approached slowly, clad in gleaming silver armor, their steady and powerful steps echoing those of yesteryear.
The broadswords in their hands were exceptionally heavy, about ten feet long. Their expressions were excited, their faces flushed, as if their blood was boiling, burning with their former fighting spirit and passion.
Nian Qiangguo followed closely behind, his eyes filled with respect and admiration for the two men.
"Greetings, General Yun!" The two men spoke in unison, their voices strong and clear. They knelt on one knee, their heads bowed, as if they were greeting a general they had not seen in a long time, ready to return to the battlefield without fear of death.
At this moment, time seemed to flow backward, passion and reverence surged in the air, and an invisible force spread in all directions like this sound!
Seeing the familiar faces and figures, General Yun was filled with countless emotions upon seeing the two soldiers he had not seen for a long time!
This should be a long-awaited reunion, a time to talk late into the night, burning the midnight oil and forgetting the passage of time.
But there is no moment of leisure today; time flies by like flowing water.
He nodded slightly, his voice booming like a bell: "All soldiers, rise!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two veteran generals and the surrounding soldiers responded in unison, "Yes, General!"
They stood up in perfect unison, their imposing presence like an impregnable fortress!
At General Yun's command, a strange aura gathered around him, as if the whole world had returned to its source!
A unique, ruthless aura, characteristic of the military, erupted instantly, as fierce as a storm, soaring into the sky as if to tear it apart.
This momentum was unstoppable, like a ray of dawn breaking through the turbidity and filth in the northern area. An unparalleled power, like bamboo shoots, burst forth from the ground.
General Yun nodded slightly, his expression unchanged, but he didn't feel particularly triumphant!
He swept past the old ghost and the powerful nation, and then swept over the two Kings of Wu, whose blood and energy were insufficient and whose aging was evident.
Looking back on those years, when the dynasty began to be peaceful, I may have been stubborn, and I was subjected to ideological disputes and suspicion. In the end, I chose to retire from the military and live a quiet life away from worldly affairs.
However, at this moment, a surge of pride welled up in my heart. For my subordinates, my past retirement might have been a kind of liberation, a stroke of luck in avoiding conflict. I could retain more things, and whether they were useful or not, I didn't need to dwell on them.
Today, the world has been at peace for twenty years. The clash of swords and the thunder of hooves have been buried in the dust, and the bravery and talent of many soldiers seem to have been buried in this tranquility.
However, this is not a bad thing; rather, it is the peace and tranquility that people all over the world yearn for.
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