Chapter 1107 Chaoyang's old tricks are repeated to charm Xiao Junze
Lower Ganges River.
On their march, the elders of the Wu tribe passed through nomadic villages on the lower reaches of the Ganges River.
The place had long been empty, and the corpses were hanging on the trees. They had long since rotted, and some only had bones left.
Murong Di passed by with an extremely ugly look on his face.
In the carriage, Nan Gu Yunlan took a look and lowered the curtain.
This kind of tragic situation in the world... was not uncommon in the war years.
On the side, Jing Li spoke in a deep voice. "Sister, what do you think when you look at the scene outside?"
Nan Gu Yunlan glanced at Jing Li, knowing that he meant to blame.
If Nan Gu Yunlan hadn't joined forces with the Wu clan, the current scene wouldn't have happened.
"Jing Li... you are too naive." Nan Gu Yunlan shook her head helplessly. "Even without me and the Wu clan, the world would still be in war and chaos. If the world is divided for a long time, it will unite and unite. This is an inevitable trend. A court.
The changes of time, the cruelty of war and hell come from the decay in the bones.”
Jing Li frowned and said nothing.
"You only feel desolate when you look at the tragic situation outside, because they are all strangers, and you can't bear it, because you have a kind heart." Seeing that Jing Li didn't speak, Nan Gu Yunlan's voice became more and more cold. "And I saw it with my own eyes.
Do you know how I feel when my family members die unexpectedly and I watch the Witch Clan drain out the last drop of their blood?"
Jing Li's heart tightened.
"I'm thinking that those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters, as long as they dare to think, dare to do, and work hard for it... No matter in the past ten, twenty, thirty, or fifty years, it will be achieved." Nangu Yunlan pointed out the window
"Unification of the world is a long-term solution that can save more people from the same tragic fate as them."
Why do nomads always become miserable lambs in wars, left to be slaughtered? Because they have no country, no army, and no belonging!
The strong are born to protect the weak.
Becoming the king of a country is not only about enjoying rights, but also about shouldering heavy burdens and responsibilities.
The emperor of every country knows this very well.
In war, bloodshed and sacrifice cannot be avoided at all.
"Be careful!" Suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly.
Jing Li raised his hand to protect Nan Gu Yunlan, and cautiously opened the curtain and looked out the window. "What happened?"
"There is urgent news."
Jing Li got off the carriage and walked towards Murong Di and the elder's carriage.
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"The southwest was lost. Xiao Junze attacked from the east and west. He sent Jiang Yuyao and others to guard the southwest in advance. All our troops were wiped out... The seventh elder was unfortunately killed."
The great elder's figure was a little unsteady, and he held the carriage for a long time.
There are not many of the seven elders of their witch clan left.
Without the support of younger generations, their ability to predict will gradually weaken.
"Rouran..." The great elder's voice was hoarse.
"Great Elder, you had the foresight to send troops to guard Rouran in advance. Now Rouran has become an unclaimed land and is still under the control of our Witch Clan."
The great elder breathed a sigh of relief, after all, there is no unstoppable path.
God, I will also help the Wu clan this time.
Their Wu clan has never failed the people of the world, but they ended up like this that year.
Today, they just want to ask for an explanation and make the world surrender, that's all.
"Speed up the march."
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Camping on the lower reaches of the Ganges River.
Murong Di entered the princess's tent.
"Did something happen today?" Nangu Yunlan asked, taking the initiative to help Murong Di take off his shirt.
It seemed that they were just an ordinary couple. The general was marching to fight, and his wife was waiting in the camp.
"The southwest was lost, the losses were heavy, and the Seventh Elder died." Murong Di would not hide Nan Gu Yunlan's knowledge.
Nan Gu Yunlan narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. She didn't feel sorry for the death of the Wu clan, but... if Southwest couldn't win it, would it affect her subsequent plans.
"Don't worry, we still have a trump card in our hand." Murong Di reassured Nan Gu Yunlan.
"It's not a last resort...unless you want to kill everything, and the day comes when you really need to use dead soldiers...The world is full of holes, and it will take many years to repair it." Nangu Yunlan still couldn't bear it after all.
"As long as I'm here, whatever you want... I will help you get it. Even if you fail, I will prepare a retreat and keep the mountains alive. One day we will make a comeback." General Murong Di has already thought of the worst plan.
Well, he wanted to reassure Nangu Yunlan.
Nangu Yunlan nodded and hugged Murong Di.
In this turbulent environment, they draw warmth and hope from each other.
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Southwest land.
"Prince Amur, this night sky is so quiet and intoxicating." Jiang Yuyao was lying on the city wall, carefree and without any hint of a woman's restraint, very straightforward.
Amul smiled. "The calm before the storm."
What a general fears most is silence.
Quiet means stormy.
"The night sky in the southwest is really beautiful." He Yunwan also sighed.
Youyou looked up at the sky stupidly. "The stars! They've fallen! They've fallen!"
He Yunwan was amused by Youyou. "That's the wishing star. Make your wish quickly and it will come true."
Several people quietly began to make wishes.
Amul smiled and looked at the current calmness. If he could stay at this moment, everyone would still be smiling.
But war is ruthless, and if the war ends, all of them can stand here neatly, look at the night sky, and make wishes.
"There is someone outside the city!"
Newspapers are coming.
Amul and others immediately looked at the figures riding horses outside the city with vigilance.
"It's Your Majesty! Open the city gate!" Amul's heart returned to his stomach.
It would be nice if Xiao Junze arrived.
He was also worried that he would encounter danger on the road.
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Xiao Junze turned over and dismounted. His face was covered with stubble, and he looked a little more mature due to the vicissitudes of life.
Those bloodshot eyes looked a little more steady.
"Your Majesty!" Several people threw down the tower and knelt down on one knee.
As Xiao Junze became more calm and mature, the imperial aura around him became stronger and stronger. "Everyone, get up, thank you generals."
Youyou smiled stupidly. "It's not hard, it's not hard. It's for my brother, so I should."
Youyou casually patted Xiao Junze on the shoulder.
Now that he's used to it, I know Xiao Junze won't care about this.
They all laughed.
"Your Majesty, go get some rest quickly. You must be tired after traveling for days." He Yunwan was more considerate.
Xiao Junze smiled and nodded. "It will still take half a month before the Wu clan marches to Rouran. This period is the most stable time in the southwest. Cherish this hard-won tranquility."
Everyone knows that the quieter it is, the stronger the storm is.
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Xiao Junze went to Wangfu Hot Spring, wanting to take a good soak to relieve his fatigue.
Originally, he should have arrived a long time ago, but he passed a nomadic village on the way and was delayed for some time when he rescued people.
"Hiss..." Taking a breath of cold air, Xiao Junze looked at the injury on his shoulder in pain, which was scratched while rescuing someone.
In order not to worry Amul and others, he did not say anything.
Soaking in the hot spring, Xiao Junze's whole body relaxed.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the water.
Xiao Junze looked at the water with cold eyes and did not take action.
In the water, a cool finger slowly climbed up Xiao Junze's strong abdominal muscles.
Xiao Junze narrowed his eyes, grabbed the hand, and pulled it directly into his arms. "When did you come?"
Chaoyang was able to arrive at the Southwest Palace at the same time as him.
"If His Majesty hadn't delayed for half a month in the Nomadic Village, they wouldn't have been able to catch up..." Chaoyang used charm.
Xiao Junze took a deep breath, and he couldn't remember it for a long time.
This time, don't even think about getting out of bed.