The first cause of all realms

Chapter 213 Finally got 'Traveling Through the Quiet'!
"call!"

In the empty military tent, Yang Juan sat quietly and adjusted his breath, concentrating his mind and energy:

"Hope, the imperial court's strength is not exhausted..."

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Under the hazy moonlight, there are densely packed and connected military camps.

The flags are flying, and the evil spirit is rolling.

In the center of the continuous barracks, in the big tent guarded by all kinds of soldiers, there is a murderous atmosphere.

Dozens of elite generals in armor all looked coldly at the middle-aged man who was looking at the middle-aged man with gritted teeth, although he was a little flustered.

Shock, doubt, pleasure, killing intent...

The emotions that were almost as real as they were undisguised were added to the middle-aged man's body, making his body tremble even more.

"The old man, do you want to invite my general to a banquet?"

Someone held the handle of the knife with a smirk:
"You think I'm stupid?!"

call!
While the voice was echoing, a gust of wind blew up in the tent, and a arrogant and domineering figure broke into everyone's sight.

Seeing this person, everyone in the camp saluted one after another, while the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Black boots, fire cloak, golden armor...

"Ah!"

The visitor raised his eyebrows condescendingly:
"Why, did you recognize this general's armor?"

The middle-aged man's body was trembling, his breathing was a little difficult, and he gritted his teeth:
"How can you not recognize it?!"

Gold armor is not uncommon in the army, but how could he not recognize this armor on this person?
"The high master captured the capital, and he didn't want any rewards, so he wanted to get this 'King Qin armor'! I heard that this armor has a strong background? Whose armor is it?"

The visitor sneered, enjoying the pleasure.

The pleasure of trampling on the unattainable scholar-bureaucrats in the past is really hard to describe in words.

The middle-aged man's eyes are tearing apart, and he can no longer hold his grief and indignation patiently:
"Hong Gu! How dare you insult my Taizong!"

boom!
The black boots pressed down, and the middle-aged man was crushed to the ground. Hong Gu looked down, and his words were full of contempt:

"Go back and tell the old man that he will go to his banquet by himself, let him disperse the Chinese army and wait!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked the middle-aged Confucian scholar out of the account.

"Hahaha!"

Laughter immediately sounded in the tent.

"Taizong, Taizong!"

The middle-aged man hid his face in grief and indignation, weeping uncontrollably, suddenly exerted his strength, and crashed to death in front of the enemy's tent.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

"Cowardless and rotten, polluting our military account! Someone, drag him down and feed him to the dogs!"

Hong Gu sneered and looked around at the generals:

"Which one has the guts to go with this general to meet that old man for a while?"

"My subordinate is willing to go!"

Responders were like clouds, and the momentum was high.

There were also people who looked hesitant and worried about deceit, but they didn't dare to say too much. Hong Guyi was the head disciple of Gao Jia, he was arrogant and violent, and would kill if he didn't agree with each other.

"it is good!"

Hong Gu clapped his hands and laughed loudly, then said:

"The old man may have plotted, but unfortunately, the power of the court is exhausted, and his own life is not long! To tell you the truth, this time, four of the seven envoys under the old man's account have sent to surrender !"

"Just write a book, even if the old man has any calculations, it will be in vain!"

"The general is mighty!"

There were thunderous cheers in the tent, and the momentum was getting higher and higher.

There are few people who feel uneasy in their hearts, and they all calm down, expecting that an old man who is seriously injured and dying will hardly turn up any waves.

Not long after, all orders were issued to strictly guard the central army. Hong Guyi and a group of generals had already led the elite cavalry and straddled away.

"Shut up!"

When he saw the tent in the distance, Hong Gu reined in his horse and stopped, pointing at the whip:
"The generals are trustworthy? Those who greet us at this moment have been waiting here for a long time!"

"Ok?"

All the generals were skeptical.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, several groups of cavalry walked out of the woods, and they all dismounted before they could get close.

He only said that he was ordered to come to meet him.

"Where are Zhou, Zhang, Zhu, and Wang? Why don't you come to greet me?"

Hong Gu looked coldly.

Greeting everyone's faces changed several times, they were all depressed, but they still gritted their teeth and responded:
"Back to the general, several Jiedu envoys have been invited to the tent by the general, and they should be waiting at this moment..."

"Well. Lead the way!"

Hong Gu was noncommittal.

Seeing this, all the generals under his command slowed down, but they did not let down their vigilance.

Although Zheng Changgong was seriously injured and dying, he was the unparalleled existence in the world, and even Hong Guyi himself was secretly on guard.

Unexpectedly, though.

Walking all the way, it was unimpeded, especially outside the Chinese army, there was no one, as if the Chinese army had really dispersed.

"Ah!"

As soon as Hong Gu threw out his horsewhip, the strong wind poured directly into the big tent, and one could see the torches flickering, the aroma of wine and meat overflowing, and there were even musicians waiting and dancers serving.

Can't help but smile:
"All there?"

In the big tent, the atmosphere was oppressive.

Even the musicians who played and the dancers who danced were a little trembling.

In the big tent, there are only eight people seated, and there are only a few waiters.

Yang Qiu was sitting at the top, looking indifferently, and at the bottom, there were seven Jiedu envoys sitting there impressively.

These seven people were either wearing armor, or wearing common clothes, or closing their eyes to rest their minds, or looking down at the copybook, but they were all men with deep breaths and strong blood.

And they are all generals who have experienced bloody killings.

Seeing Hong Guyi who was like no one else around, the expressions of several people were unnatural.

"I would like your preparations very much. But..."

Hong Gu stepped into the tent, sniffed it lightly, and smiled:

"This general drinks alcohol and always likes to sit in the seat. I don't know..."

call!
Hearing this, everyone in the tent changed countenance, even the musicians and dancers were startled, and they looked at their hands one after another.

Who is sitting?

Of course it was the commander of the barracks, General Zheng Changgong!

Click!

A young general crushed his wine glass, his eyes became cold and stern:

"In front of the old general, you, a junior, dare to take the seat?!"

"It's only natural for guests to sit down. Why, do you have an opinion?"

The people behind Hong Gu looked coldly, their breaths were cold.

"General Hong is polite."

A slightly affluent middle-aged envoy chuckled and agreed.

Seeing this, the expressions of the other Jiedu Envoys were different, and the young general's eyes sank, and he looked at the first place.

"A visitor is a guest..."

Under the gaze of many eyes, Yang Jue sighed slightly, got up with difficulty, and walked down with the support of several young generals.

Everyone could see this scene clearly.

With the eyes of everyone, it is natural to see his weakness, and the deep depression that can hardly be concealed.

"The general is so disrespectful!"

A strange light flashed in Hong Gu's eyes, and he walked up to the first place and sat down majestically.

All the generals it brought also took their seats.

When all the Jiedu envoys saw it, their hearts became more and more disturbed, that's all for Hong Guyi, what kind of things are these, and they are worthy to sit with us?
"It is said that there is no good feast, and there is no good meeting, but now it seems that it is not the case! Haha"

Someone is laughing.

"You don't have to be polite, today is a private banquet, don't talk about other things, drinking is the main thing!"

As soon as Hong Gu was condescending, his heart became more and more happy.

What is the status of Jiedushi?
In the vast world, these are all first-class figures, big figures who rule tens of millions of soldiers and civilians!
Who is Zheng Changgong?
The pillar of the country, the great general, the world-renowned martial saint-level master.

And at this moment, these big shots are all sitting under him!

"That's right, drinking is the main thing!"

All the people under him agreed.

For a while, it seemed that the guest and the host were reversed, not as if they were coming to a banquet, but more like the host's house who invited people to the banquet.

Seeing such a detached attitude, even the wealthy Jiedu envoy had a slightly grim expression.

"As long as you like it."

Yang Ju coughed lightly, showing weakness.

In fact, he didn't need to show weakness, he was really too weak right now.

This old and seriously injured body cannot be hidden from anyone who cares.

However, he was also watching the changes in the expressions of these Jiedu Envoys, waiting for their mentality to become unbalanced.

Who is Jiedushi?
At the end of the Tang Dynasty, any Jiedu envoy was the governor of a state, the military and government were in charge of it, and the parents of thousands of soldiers and civilians were almost local emperors.

Even Zheng Changgong should treat each other with courtesy.

Because they hold great power and have a high status, they don't care about the fall of the capital. Because the world is in chaos, their status is even higher.

But if something threatened them, it would be different.

Just like at the end of the dynasty, those who surrendered rebelled again when the previous dynasty was destroyed.

Could it be that they are thinking about going forward?

But because they have shaken their own interests.

Thinking about it in his heart, Yang Juan frequently tried to persuade him to drink, and he didn't hesitate at all for the good wine that Zheng Changgong had accumulated over the years, for fear that they didn't drink enough.

And these Jiedu envoys are a little uncomfortable today, and they often drink by themselves without waiting for persuasion.

During the exchange of toasts, everyone was a little drunk.

'This old guy, really gave up struggling? '

Hong Gu muttered in his heart.

He is arrogant and domineering, but he is not stupid.

In fact, he was always probing, however, that old guy seemed to really accept his fate.

Could it be Gao Shi's supernatural power that defeated his state of mind and persistence?

One must know that he brought more people than these, and the rest of them may have begun to take over this army with the acquiescence of other Jiedu envoys.

Hong Gu was puzzled in his heart, and his words became sharper, appearing aggressive, and all the envoys felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

He looked at Hong Guyi who was in high spirits behind the copybook, and then looked at the old general who sat down to the bottom, his beard and hair were all white, and he was a little unsteady.

In the big tent, everyone has different thoughts.

"Play the music and dance!"

Seeing that everyone was a little drunk, Yang Jue glanced at the musicians in the corner, and couldn't help but tense up.

He is not a person who is good at words.

Even if it is, it is absolutely impossible to convince these veterans who have been hanging around for these years in a short period of time.

In fact, the deadline was approaching, and Zheng Changgong, who was seriously injured and dying, could not persuade these Jiedu envoys when the capital was lost, the emperor fled, the court was scattered, the enemy army was approaching, and people were panicking.

In fact, the only ones who can convince these Jiedushi are themselves.

The Qin King's Breaking Battle Music was the most popular military music in the Tang Dynasty.

If when the country is broken and the mountains and rivers are burning, those who hear it can't be moved.

Well, it really is exhausted.

Zheng~
As soon as the music changed, the dancing girl entered the arena. Accompanied by her graceful dancing posture, Hong Guyi and the others seemed to be unknown, while the hearts of the rest of the Jiedu envoys were shocked.

This is……

Seeing that there seemed to be a change in the expression of the crowd, Yang Yu felt slightly calm.

But he knew it wasn't enough.

also...

"This song?"

The clanging sound overwhelmed the melancholy sound, and Hong Guyi suddenly noticed something strange, and the expressions of those Jiedu envoys suddenly became sad.

"What song is this?"

He looked at his subordinates, and several of them were also stunned. Most of them came from the rivers, lakes and forests, and they didn't know many words, but how could they know the rhythm?
Snapped!
While Yang Ju was thinking about it, he heard the sound of a cup breaking.

"The lord opened the Changli calendar, and the ministers loyally worshiped Dayou; after you see Yange, it will be a peaceful autumn!"

I saw the young Jiedu Envoy blushing all over his face, kicking over the copybook in front of him, crying on his back, his voice was shrill and echoed endlessly:

"My lord, I'm ashamed!"

"Bold!"

With this long howl, Hong Guyi's face suddenly changed.

However, before he angrily reprimanded him, a cold light burst out. It came from his striker. He was always showing weakness, he was very old, and he was a Zheng Changgong who was dying.

boom!
The scalding hot flow slipped down the stomach pouch from the throat, and the huge heat brought by the burning powder exploded in the body at once.

In an instant, the vigor and vitality far surpassed his own, and as he exploded, the turbulence rushed towards Hong Guyi like a wave!

"Everyone, Taizong is at the top, let's break the battle, how can we be with thieves?!"

A howl.

The killer move that had been brewing for a long time burst out.

Hearing this, the Jiedu envoys in front of him and behind him, who wanted to stop him, couldn't help but froze.

Boom!

In the next instant, a frightening blood aura erupted instantly, and Hong Guyi's face changed suddenly.

Explode!
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call!
In the cauldron of gluttony, brilliance burst out, and it burned for a while.

Yang Jue suddenly came back to his senses, and he saw the ranking map in front of him 'crashing', and the lights and shadows on it were intertwined and circulated endlessly.

In a daze, he seemed to see an old man with white beard and hair, who fell on the battlefield with a long cry, his blood had been drained, but his eyes were still wide open.

Seeing his undying obsession, he experienced the scene before death again and again.

Unwilling, remorse, regret.

All kinds of emotions are extremely strong and linger for a long time.

In the end, he saw the bearded, strange-looking scholar who was taking the exam with his sword in the deep mountain again.

He stood on the hill, looking at the magnificent and prosperous city in the distance with nostalgia, tears streaming down his face.

"Is it because I am incompetent, incompetent..."

Yang Ju was in a trance, as if he heard that Hong Zhongye's voice again, with sadness and relief.

Looking again, the majestic figure is cupping his hands and bowing from afar.

"Thank you!"

Immediately, it scattered like smoke and dust.

"he……"

Strong emotions rolled in Yang Ju's heart, and then gradually faded away, which was Zheng Changgong's obsession and reluctance.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jue suddenly came back to his senses.

On the wall of the tripod, words circulated:

[Refining progress: Subdue his heart (completed)]

The white light in front of me disappeared, the brilliance receded, and the map of ranks, as if blown by a strong wind, also calmed down.

Submerged into his body, even more straight as the depths of the soul.

This is the rank map of Kuixing,
It is also a supernatural power 'Tongyou'!
The first step is done.

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(End of this chapter)