Spring is gone and winter is coming, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In January 7734, Tang Lan and Su Muyun raised 400,000 troops from the Empire and attacked Lingkong Province across the ridge. They were defeated by Long Qianlin, one of the seven generals in Lingnan, by delay. A heavy snow froze in the cold land, causing the imperial army to lose all supplies. They were attacked by the Yihe Kingdom's army, losing more than 200,000 people. Lingdong Province and Tongtian Province were captured by Yihe Kingdom, and corpses were hidden thousands of miles above the Qinling Mountains. This was the first time that the imperial reconstruction had suffered a crushing defeat. Even Xiang Yu and other generals were injured.

In March, the army returned to the imperial capital.

In Zetian Palace, Qin Yin's beautiful face was less tender after baptizing, but more mature charm. She pressed the hilt of the Zi Yin sword with her hand and stood tall in front of the throne. Her eyes were cold and she looked at the people in the hall, saying, "Grandpa, Your Highness Seven Seas, why did she achieve this failure? Give me a reason."

Tang Lan and Su Muyun knelt together on His Highness, silent.

Feng Jixing stood aside with the hilt of the sword, suddenly walked out, clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, this battle is not a battle. Our every move is almost within the control of our opponents. Most of the food and supplies were intercepted and burned, so the 400,000 army lost supplies on the Qinling Mountains. In addition, it was delayed for too long and the cotton coats were not sufficient. A heavy snow completely made the Imperial Army lose its combat power."

"What's going on?" Qin Yin asked.

Feng Jixingdao: "In the past three years, Lingnan has once again built nearly 100 new knight halls in Lingbei. We have been in vain for many times. They are hidden in the mountains, which is too cunning. Those rangers keep reporting our military information to Yiheguo, which is also the biggest reason for their great defeat."

Qin Yin sighed quietly and said, "Xiang Yu, send troops to guard the borders of Tianshu Province and Cangnan Province. Don't let Yiheguo attack again. Commander Feng, you are responsible for extermination of the Xiake Pavilion. Within half a year, I don't want there to be Xiake Pavilion in the empire."

"Your Highness, this..."

"What's wrong, there's a problem."

"Yes." Feng Jixing clasped his fists and said, "Does Your Highness know the powerful people of the seven holy realms of Yihe Country? Han Jun, Lu Zhan, Fan Yun, Duanmu Fang, Xiahou Zhu, Yan Li, Bu Hai, these seven people are all Luo Lan's disciples. Now three of them have entered the territory of Lingbei, and they are lurking in the Xiake Pavilion in the mountains and forests. This is the reason why we repeatedly conquer the Xiake Pavilion but fail repeatedly."

"Did you just allow them to continue like this?"

Qin Yin's eyes were full of unquestionable and said, "Wei Qiu, take the Longtian Camp to assist the commander Feng, and be sure to uproot the Xiake Pavilion in Lingbei Province and Cangnan Province."

"Yes, Your Highness." Wei Qiu said with his fists. On the side, Qin Yan, Luo Yu and Fengxi looked eager to try. The Longdan Camp has not taken action for too long, and this time it is an opportunity.

As for the killing holy realm, this is not too difficult. After all, Lin Muyu once left behind 100,000 white diamond arrows, which is the killer weapon of the Gentian Camp.

"Your Highness."

Su Muyun clasped his fists and said with a cold expression on his face: "When traveling to the sky and the empire's losses and generals are all the faults of the old ministers. The old minister asked for punishment and voluntarily took away the title of King Yunzhong."

"It's rare that my grandfather is so wise."

Qin Yin smiled slightly and said, "Accurate, come here, deprive Su Mu Yunyun's title of king and restore the title of Duke Mu Yunyun to show that rewards and punishments are clear. Grandpa doesn't have to worry about it. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Next time we win back, we have five wealthy lands with thousands of miles of fertile land, including Qihai Province, Yunzhong Province, Lingbei Province, Cangnan Province, and Tianshu Province. Yiheguo can't last long."

"Yes, Your Highness is wise." Su Muyun knelt down on the ground again.

On the side, Tang Lan frowned and finally knelt down slowly, saying, "Your Highness, since Mr. Yun has resigned as the title of king, Tang Lan should also resign as the title of king and voluntarily restore it to Duke Lan."

"Accurate." Qin Yin was so happy.

...

In the afternoon, 5,000 imperial guards were led by Feng Jixing, and then 1,000 elite troops from the Longtian Camp. Due to Tang Lan and Su Muyun's repeated obstruction, the Longtian Camp was unable to expand its troops to more than a thousand. Fortunately, Wei Qiu was good at leading troops, and these 1,000 people were elite, skilled in bows and horses, and their combat power was far better than any equal number of troops in the empire.

"Commander Wei Qiu."

Feng Jixing held the reins and said, "Which mountain do you think we should hit first."

"Longyan Mountain."

Wei Qiu looked not very good and said, "The group of bastards in the Xiake Store reoccupied Longyan Mountain a year ago. This is a shame for our Longtan Camp. I have long wanted to fight Longyan Mountain."

"Oh well……"

Feng Jixing raised his lips and said, "But the one who is now stationed on Longyan Mountain is the main hall of the Xiake Xingguan in Lanyan City. It is said that there is a powerful man from the Holy Land, named Bu Hai, who lived on the mountain. When Xiang Yu went to wipe out Longyan Mountain half a year ago, he was disappointed and almost left his life on Longyan Mountain."

"Xiang Yu is not Bu Hai's opponent." Wei Qiu couldn't help but be shocked.

"That's not..." Feng Jixing's eyes cold and he said, "After all, Xiang Yu had already entered the Holy Realm a year ago. In terms of strength, he should be comparable to Bu Hai, but later he received the secret order from Duke Lan to withdraw his troops and returned to Lanyan City."

"snort."

Wei Qiu said coldly: "I guess Tang Lan doesn't want Bu Hai to die."

"This may not be."

Feng Jixing pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and a warm spring breeze blew on his face, saying, "I guess Tang Lan was worried about losing Xiang Yu, a fierce general, so... he was waiting for other imperial troops to go to wipe out Longyan Mountain. You should also understand that the only major legions in the empire, the only imperial guards, and the Longtan Camp directly obeyed the orders of the empress."

"Um."

Wei Qiu smiled meaningfully: "It's a pity that the establishment of the Longtan Camp is controlled within one thousand people, and the establishment of the imperial guard is controlled within twenty thousand people, otherwise..."

"Don't think so much." Feng Jixing tightened his cloak and said, "Take a step at a time, but as long as we are here, no one will dare to touch His Highness the Empress. This is enough."

"yes."

Wei Qiu's eyes flashed with some light and murmured: "It's a pity... the ruler is gone, otherwise he would be a person who can make decisions, at least he would not have let His Highness suffer so much humiliation."

Feng Jixing looked up at the clear sky and said leisurely: "That boy Ayu... is indeed a rare general, but it's a pity..."

"I won't say anything, I won't say anything. I will stay at the foot of Longyan Mountain tonight and attack the mountain tomorrow."

"Um."

...

In the Lanyan City, birds sing and flowers are fragrant in the Lingyao City, butterflies are flying, and there are a lot of beakers and swallows.

Chu Yao slowly opened her hand, and Ninghua slowly pulled away the herb's medicine essence. Her beautiful eyes were very calm. On the side, the pear blossom sword slowly swayed in the air, as if accompanying the hostess.

"Great Deacon, you still refine medicine yourself..." An old man in a deacon suit said with a smile.

"Yeah." Chu Yao nodded slightly and said, "If I calm myself down, I really don't know what to do, so... I will refine more potions when I have nothing to do. Deacon Li, is there anything wrong?"

"Um."

Deacon Li bowed and said, "The temple needs several bottles of anti-aging agents, but this anti-aging agent is a level 8 formula. None of us old guys can do anything, so we can only ask the deacon to come and temper the medicine essence in person."

"That's it..." Chu Yao blinked and asked, "Is it true that Ge Yang, the great deacon in the temple, is sick again?"

"Yes." Deacon Li said respectfully: "After Deacon Ge Yang re-emphasized the temple, his health has not improved. You also know that Deacon Ge Yang has not entered the holy realm yet, so time is taking his life. He is over 90 years old, and he may not be able to reach the holy realm in his lifetime. He can only rely on anti-aging agents to maintain his life."

"I understand." Chu Yao pursed her red lips and said, "It takes some time for the level 8 recipe to be refined. You can pick it up again at dusk."

"yes."

Deacon Li looked at the side, a black exquisite bead was hung on the stand of Chu Yao's desk, swaying gently. This was what Qin Yin took from Lin Muyu and handed over to Chu Yao.

"Great Deacon, who is the character engraved on this bead...?" he suddenly asked.

Chu Yao was stunned, and her graceful body stood there. After a long silence, she murmured: "They are...they are the ones I dream about, the ones I only meet in my dreams..."

Deacon Li was stunned, respectfully clasped his fists, bowed to Linglongzhu and said, "Mr. Chu Huai-miang, Lord Lin Muyu's spirit in heaven will surely bless the empire to prosperity. Please don't be too sad. By the way, the Marquis of Lingbei came to propose marriage a few days ago..."

Chu Yao said lightly: "Don't bother me about this kind of thing, I will not marry anyone."

"yes."

...

The temple, the temple in the minds of the imperial warriors, has been rebuilt, but the black ashes on the wall have not been completely cleared, which seems to make the world remember the shame and hatred of the past.

In the office of the Great Deacon, Ge Yang had silver hair and his palms were tremblingly holding the pen holder. He approved the pages of the previous pages of the file. Aside from him, a young Silver Star instructor smiled and said, "Dacon, your hand holding the pen is trembling more and more."

Ge Yang glanced at him and said, "You are troublesome, I know..."

He suddenly put down his pen, leaned against the chair, and said with a smile: "I am old. Originally, this matter should have been done by young people. Unfortunately... the talents in the Empire Temple withered, and many talented people lost their precious life in the Lanyan City Rebellion three years ago. Alas..."

The young instructor smiled: "The Great Deacon is talking about Deacon Lin Muyu. Although I have never seen him, everyone in the temple remembers this person. He is the youngest person in the empire with the strength of a king."

"It's not just the strength of the Heavenly King..." Ge Yang's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he said, "If Ayu was not dead, at his advanced speed, he might have entered the holy realm now."

"The Great Deacon's request to His Highness to resign from his post was rejected again... His Highness said that the Gentian Camp also needs people, and Qin Yan could not return to the temple to serve as the Great Deacon anyway."

"Yes, everyone needs people..."
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