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Fenrir presented his "sister" with a new gift, only to see her frown...
Loki offered Odin a warm, feigned smile, conveying his most sincere concern...
Everyone was thrilled. They watched as the dark figure, like an abyss of despair, charged toward the icy throne in the far north.
The Arctic Circle echoes with the mournful cry of the earth. A large portion of a continent that could once rival Antarctica has been submerged, while a smaller portion remains intact.
All the despair and cries of agony converged into a symphony of destruction, playing the prelude to fate.
The four monarchs who witnessed this scene knew that from this moment on, the Black Emperor's throne, like the ground beneath his feet, had largely collapsed.
Wang Anzhi witnessed this scene from beginning to end, witnessing the person with the appearance of "Lu Mingfei" transform into a rainbow of light, bury his brother's body, and then rush towards the glacier in the far north, shattering the pitch-black throne.
He felt the blood boiling within his body and the replacement of his blood vessels, and he felt the burning "Heart of the Dragon King" flowing his blood to every part of his body.
At that moment, the illusion in his mind shattered, and the Fengchan Platform of Mount Tai reappeared before his eyes.
Feng Hou, as prime minister, and Li Mu, as general, stood guard closely behind him.
He closed his eyes, then opened them again, and countless colors flowed into his eyes from the outside world: red fire, blue water, cyan wind, yellow earth, white spirit...
Everything in the world is made up of "elements".
He murmured softly, "Is this the perspective of the dragons? Is this what it means to be an emperor?"
He knew that this was the "hybrid monarch" that the future Kassel College had always dreamed of.
This cannot be summarized by how many incantations one has mastered, how high one can jump, or how much force one can exert in a punch; rather, it is a more fundamental improvement.
All "elements" can be easily manipulated with his language. All the power of words, except those with special permissions, are automatically controlled by him. He can even arbitrarily construct power of words that suit his will based on the periodic table of power of words.
Aside from lacking "power," this is a genuine first-generation species.
Even compared to the first generation of species, the so-called "Emperor" has more advantages in the "human" form. It is highly likely that the four monarchs in human form would have difficulty matching them in their juvenile stage.
"Wrong, this is the Dragon King's perspective. Ordinary dragons can't see and command the elements as directly as you can." The dragon girl's voice came late but surely.
There was a hint of seriousness in her words.
"Youxiong clan, what did you see?"
"I saw……"
Just as he was about to give the answer, the world before him began to collapse, and everyone in the corner of his eye seemed to become an abstract painting composed of lines, disappearing from existence.
In the so-called more "realistic" Shincho Yasuke administration.
On a river outside Yanling City.
Wang Anzhi awoke with a start from the boat's awning and saw the boatman, wearing a hat, gently serving him a bowl of steaming soup, his voice a pleasant, androgynous tone:
"Young master, please have some soup."
He did not refuse. After gently rubbing his brain, which had been working non-stop, he gently brought the wooden bowl to his lips, feeling the fragrance and heat emanating from it.
He gave the somewhat short boatman a long look, then downed his drink in one gulp.
Then, he gently removed the brim of the "boatman's" hat and saw a stunningly beautiful face. The girl had a serene smile on her lips, like a lady from a noble family, who shouldn't be here in this war-torn era.
However, Wang Anzhi knew in his heart that the girl in front of him, who had the appearance of a lady, was probably quite enthusiastic about such war.
He pursed his moist lips, hesitating about how to reply.
The dragon girl in front of him did not refuse when he reached out to take off the brim of his hat, nor did she speak. She just tilted her head and looked at the man in front of her.
Soon, Wang Anzhi had figured out how to speak. He asked, "Your Highness Jormungandr, have you gotten the answer you wanted?"
The dragon girl smoothed her hair, slowly but firmly shaking her head. "Not yet," she said, smiling at the person before her.
"Then, young master, can you tell me what you just saw?"
As she spoke, she pointed out the window, where Yanling City was right in front of her. "Please, young master, make your point quickly."
Wang Anzhi twitched his lips, wanting to say that it was the last time he saw the mortal world before he attained enlightenment, but he still understood that the dragon girl in front of him was not as gentle as she appeared, so he slowly spoke about what he had seen in the past.
Especially the story of "Lu Mingfei" as Odembulla after his brother's execution.
All of this was no secret to the Dragon Girl.
The Dragon Girl listened attentively and offered little rebuttal, her expression remaining calm.
Finally, she pointed to the ferry crossing in front of her and said:
"So, young master, after just experiencing a war, what are your plans? You should know that the troops stationed in the cities of Yanling and Dingling are not many. Even if you can persuade the powerful clans of Nanyang to go to Kunyang to rescue the main force of the Green Forest Army, then how were you able to defeat the 420,000-strong army led by Wang Yi?"
Listening to the Dragon Girl's words, Wang Anzhi felt a sense of disorientation, and he really felt that he had the same hysteria as Brother Huozi.
Just moments ago, he was battling Chi You in Zhuolu and performing the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai, and now he's back in the new dynasty, facing an almost invincible army of 420,000.
Of course, the only thing they had in common was that Jormungandr, the dragon girl, was always by their side.
He rubbed his palms. All the power he had gained after becoming "Emperor" through Feng Chan had vanished. The unique "elemental" perspective before him was almost gone, and the high-dimensional vision that allowed him to see the flow of time had also completely disappeared.
Even the Yellow Emperor himself had lost his once invincible body.
Before he transformed into the Yellow Emperor, he never imagined that Liu Xiu, a hybrid whose bloodline was comparable to that of S-class hybrids in later generations, would one day be described as weak.
However, after experiencing the power of the Yellow Emperor, he became increasingly aware of Liu Xiu's weakness.
Historically, the Battle of Kunyang was a battle of 2,000 against 420,000, a ratio of 1 to 210.
Although Wang Feng's main Green Forest Army was still in Kunyang City to hold them back, when the war broke out, these people could be described as "unmoved as a mountain when allies are in trouble," and could not be relied upon.
Throughout history, only Liu Xiu could achieve such a direct and decisive victory in such a military confrontation.
He recalled the massive meteorite that had appeared out of nowhere, and a surge of heroic spirit welled up within him. "Your Highness Jormungandr," he said, "what do you suggest I do?"
The dragon girl shook her head and said calmly:
"In my opinion, you should come with me to Hebei. My uncle is Liu Yang, the King of Zhending, who has more than 100,000 troops. Compared to the dead land of Kunyang, it can be said to have a bright future."
Wang Anzhi was instantly smitten. Looking at the Dragon Girl's nonchalant and effortless decision about the ownership of 100,000 troops, he knew perfectly well that Liu Yang, the "uncle" Jormungandr had mentioned, was her puppet. This was practically a "dowry" that could allow him to defy fate!
The difference between a nobody in the Green Forest Army and a powerful warlord is obvious.
However, after his excitement was overwhelmed by reason and he pondered for a while, Wang Anzhi finally shook his head, though it pained him.
"Please allow me to refuse now, Your Highness Jormungandr."
The Dragon Girl also seemed surprised, not expecting him to refuse such an easily obtained "gift," so she asked:
"What's the reason?"
Chapter 170 The General Trend of the World and the Seizure of Military Power
"Hebei is a vast and powerful land. To the north, there is Liu Jie of Youzhou, a descendant of the King of Guangyang, who occupies Jicheng. In the middle, there is Wang Lang, a rebel who claims to be the son of Emperor Cheng, who occupies Handan and controls central Hebei. To the south, there are the Tongma Army and the Chimei Army, who roam southern Hebei and cause endless chaos."
In addition, the Gaohu Army, the Tanxiang Army, Liu Yang (King of Zhending), Geng Kuang (of Shanggu Commandery), and Peng Chong (of Yuyang Commandery) each controlled their own territories, and war raged on incessantly.
Fan Xing sighed and said finally:
"The world is in turmoil, with endless wars. I wonder when peace will come?"
In the military camp outside Yanling City, Fan Xing felt a terrible headache and even a sense of helplessness when he thought about the current situation in the world.
He was originally just a local tyrant from Nanyang. When the country fell into chaos and the imperial court lost its protection, all he could do was take up arms to protect himself, but no one could be sure how effective it would be.
Lai Xi looked at Fan Xing, put down the book in his hand, raised his head, and asked, "General, are you troubled? Otherwise, why would you be concerned about the situation in Hebei?"
Fan Xing stepped forward, sat down, nodded, and then said:
"It's not just Hebei; I've seen it all in Shandong as well. With conflicts erupting in various places, migrants from Hebei and Shandong are constantly pouring into the Central Plains. We should all know something about this."
Lai Xi listened without changing his expression and asked in return, "In that case, what is your response, General?"
Fan Xing's expression froze, unsure how to answer. After a long pause, he finally said:
"This matter is not my concern. Now that I've joined the bandits, what can I do?"
Lai Xi, however, laughed instead. He pointed out Fan Xing's hesitation, "Since you have already joined the bandits, why are you still dissatisfied?"
Fan Xing considered it for a while before speaking frankly:
"Since the failure of Wang Mang's northern expedition, the situation in the world has become uncontrollable. In the south there are the Green Forest faction, in the east there are the Red Eyebrows faction, and powerful local lords have risen up one after another. I knew that the court was doomed."
The bandits, leading hundreds of thousands of troops, have arrived in Nanyang. Why not surrender?
“Even so, the general is still not at peace.” Lai Xi said with a slight smile.
“Indeed,” Fan Xing looked around and, finding no one else, began to pour out his grievances, “Liu Bosheng is a hero of the world. The Green Forest armies have suffered repeated defeats in their battles against the government forces, but Liu Bosheng has won every single battle. He has now besieged Wancheng and will take it soon.”
The results of it? "
Fan Xing sneered twice, "In the end, the Green Forest Army only found some child named Liu Xuan, who solemnly ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, with the reign title of Gengshi."
He concluded, "To have a great general but not use him, and to appoint a mere child with no prestige whatsoever, is a path to disaster."
Lai Xi smiled again and then said, "In my opinion, General's thoughts are probably more than that. Liu Xuan has no connection with you, but Liu Bosheng's mother is your cousin. Isn't that a significant consideration?"
Fan Xing was speechless and could only say, "It's not just me. Aren't you also Liu Bosheng's cousin? Otherwise, why would we be gathered here?"
Lai Xi did not refute, but said, "The Green Forest Army has hundreds of thousands of followers and has its own internal system. Bo Sheng has just joined, and even if he has achieved some victories, it will be difficult to subdue him. More importantly..."
"What is it?" Seeing that Lai Xi had stopped talking and was determined to keep her in suspense, Fan Xing asked again.
"Is Liu Bosheng's uprising both too late and too early?" Lai Xi replied solemnly.
"Why do you say that?" Fan Xing asked, puzzled. "If it's already too late, why say it's too early? And if it's too early, why say it's too late?"
Lai Xi sighed, "For the powerful families of Nanyang, Liu Bosheng's uprising started too early; none of them were prepared." He looked at the bewildered Fan Xing and continued:
"General, you just mentioned the powerful clans of Hebei. Let me ask you, which of them is openly led by a powerful clan? Even that Wang Lang who claims to be the son of the emperor, who do you think would believe him? He's just a commoner, yet he dares to impersonate a descendant of Emperor Gaozu?"
Lai Xi's disdain for Wang Lang was also Fan Xing's opinion; he felt the same way about the man named Wang Lang.
Upon closer examination, although Hebei was in complete chaos, it had miraculously maintained the "form" of the imperial court, except that it no longer paid taxes. On the surface, there were still imperial officials who held sway over the region. At a glance, it was truly difficult to distinguish between the loyal and the treacherous.
It can be described as a mixed bag.
In contrast, the small city of Nanyang was located in the heart of Guanzhong. In the past, Emperor Gaozu of Qin marched north to Wuguan Pass and entered Guanzhong, leading to the downfall of the powerful Qin dynasty.
Moreover, the Green Forest Army was too prestigious. Compared to the other rebel army, the Red Eyebrows Army, the Green Forest Army at least had three members who could speak with authority and sit down to discuss things.
In addition, the Green Forest Army declared themselves emperors, which was something Wang Mang of the Xin Dynasty could not tolerate.
There cannot be two suns in the sky. If Wang Mang had continued to ignore the legitimate Liu emperor, then who would have cared about this Wang emperor who had abdicated to another Liu emperor?