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Chapter 605 - 47: The Wind of the Mighty, The Last Martial Arts Legend_3

Chapter 605: Chapter 47: The Wind of the Mighty, The Last Martial Arts Legend_3

Regent King Jiang Su’s gaze was serene; back in the day, he had led elite troops, bypassing Zhenbei Pass, and then suddenly raided near the capital of Chen Country, Jiangzhou City. They were few in number but still relied on the then-vibrant Taiping Duke, commanding a huge army with logistical support behind him.

Xiao Wuliang and Yue Pengwu, generals of the younger generation, fought desperately.

But they only just managed to hold back his military force.

The World’s Number One Divine General.

He was the first Martial Arts Legend in history.

Emperor Ying slowly stood up; from this highest place, he looked at his city, his kingdom, his realm, and stretched out his hand to feel the night wind brushing through the mortal world, and softly said, "Time flows like falling flowers and water, never turning back."

"I started from humble beginnings, conquered my elder brother, married, had children, and became the ruler of Ying Country."

"In my childhood, when my mother was gravely ill, we had an old tree like a canopy in our courtyard, which was my entire world. In this world, I have sprinted for 60 years in one breath, and yet I can still wield a battle sword, wear armor, and charge into battlefields, shouting exuberantly."

"However, looking in the bronze mirror these days, unknowingly, I have also grown old."

"My head is full of white hair."

"Ordinary elderly folks at this time would have long been playing with their grandchildren, yet how many possess a fiery spirit and boldness that young people can match? My entire life has been aimed at conquering the world, and before I die, I must see the scene of its unification."

Emperor Ying paused, then sighed, "But it’s not just me who is old."

"Sword Madman, who roamed the Martial World, and the Red Emperor’s realm, are also old now."

"But although we are old, there are still young heroes."

"These young heroes will also grow old like me."

"Only this realm, it never ages."

"Very good, very good!"

He held up a cup of wine beside him, suddenly raised his hand, and spilled the strong alcohol from his hand over the high tower, stirring up the trained Flying Eagle, which soared from here. Then he turned around, his robe swirling, saying, "Let me see what kind of person Qilin Li Guanyi really is."

Jiang Su asked, "Do you want to kill him?"

Emperor Ying laughed out loud, "Such a hero, it would be a pity to kill him."

"Only the feeble resort to swords to kill heroes; I have seen many heroes, they all eventually yielded to me, then proclaimed I was the true hero, Grandmaster. I don’t want to see what happened with Li Wanli a second time."

Emperor Ying and the Grandmaster of Ying Country passed by each other.

The Grandmaster dropped his gaze, while the sovereign walked away with large strides:

"I will unify the world."

"Leave him to see, let him see if this vast world is still magnificent!"

"I am not a stingy person; such a majestic and beautiful scene of the world naturally needs to be witnessed with someone worthy."

"Let’s meet during this final hunt of the Red Emperor, Qilin."

The hunt in Central State swept up like arising wind and clouds.

......

In Jiangnan, Li Guanyi learnt about Elder Pang’s bird message, which announced the Emperor’s decree, earlier than other forces. Li Guanyi and Yuan Zhi decided to follow this momentum and do something like setting traps for others to fall into.

Thus through a coalition of the Qilin Army, Changfeng Building, and Pang Shuiyun, the message was confined outside Jiangnan, meandering without spreading, while any attempts to bring the news into Jiangnan were intercepted by Changfeng Building and the Qilin Army.

With Shaking Light’s inference ability, complemented by scouts formed by martial artists led by Nangong Wumeng.

They successfully completed the precise interception and delay of intelligence, artificially creating an information cocoon.

It could not be blocked forever but could be postponed for a while.

Yuan Zhi watched as the young man locked down the news, and then, with shining eyes and a mischievously wicked expression, suddenly froze, feeling that his Lord might have a slight chance of aligning with Wen He.

Then he vigorously shook his head.

No, no, no, this is the transformation between a dragon and a snake.

No, it shouldn’t be; my Lord has not committed such a crime.

Then he saw the young general ponder deeply for a long time before saying:

"We need to get this done before Elder Pang returns home!"

"Otherwise, I’m afraid it might anger the old man, and there would be nothing we can do about it then..."

Yuan Zhi’s forehead twitched.

Li Guanyi issued the second decree.

In the Qilin Army, those with families could bring their families into Jiangnan.

Land to be distributed per head.

Those Qilin Army soldiers who joined along the way had their eyes turn red, and they immediately started moving their families into Jiangnan in batches, while Angry Scale Dragon King Kou Yulie, after making inquiries, found out that the Navy was also part of the Qilin Army and thus held the same privilege.

The elder was overjoyed, as nearly 30,000 families of the naval soldiers rapidly relocated into Jiangnan.

Li Guanyi and Yuan Zhi proceeded with the third step.

They extended the land distribution policy from the Qilin Army to their families and then to ordinary citizens.

The news spread at a terrifying speed outward, coupled with the reputation gained from Wen Lingjun’s strategy of releasing prisoners from both countries, the population of the remaining Seventeen States began to flow toward Jiangnan Eighteen States.

The population of Jiangnan Eighteen States quickly recovered.

After distributing land to the people, these diligent folk did not like to see the land lie fallow.

They started working the land vigorously.

Fallow land, as well as land abandoned due to over a decade of war, quickly recovered, and such activity attracted the discontent of many aristocratic families who sent their family members to try to negotiate with the Qilin Army as they had in the past.