Peace Order

Chapter 1821 - 86: Under Heaven, the Martial World!

There is already unrest in the military.

The hearts of people cannot be controlled.

Even Yuwen Lie, He Ruoqinhu, and Qin Yulong forcibly suppress the three armies.

But the thoughts in people’s hearts still surge like hidden waves, spreading in secret.

The Green Robed Swordsman comes alone from the army’s front, that shining sword’s light was magnificent. Later, the Ancient Red Dragon came, carrying the Sword Madman away, producing a great impact on the morale of the entire army.

In such circumstances, if the Sword Madman breaks into the army camp and the Emperor of Ying Country does not appear, the morale of the entire army will begin to drastically change, surprising Yuwen Lie the next day.

Beneath the ink-blue Dragon Pattern Banner, the king dressed in heavy armor reappeared, his shoulders broad, his expression bright and dynamic, his white hair meticulously woven into a crown, heroic and valiant.

Still able to wear such incomparably heavy armor, clad in the king’s cloak, riding a warhorse throughout the camp, his eyes bright and fierce like flames, he speaks loudly and laughs heartily, accurately calling out the names of past veterans he encounters.

The military morale surges.

Once again advancing for two days, continuing to press forward towards the Qilin Army.

The Emperor of Ying Country personally mounted horseback and chanted poetry, riding a warhorse before the mountains, watching the waves like anger, suddenly said: "The last battle in the land is about to come, soldiers will not long engage in a deadly fight with the Qin Army."

"Come, today we host a feast, rejoice!"

"You may eat meat and drink a cup of wine."

Qin Yulong gazed at the back of the Emperor of Ying Country, slowly saluting, said: "Alright!"

The Emperor of Ying Country smiled and said: "Go ahead."

This general, even having married the daughter of an enemy country’s high-ranking member, even once a ranger, was still entrusted and heavily relied upon, slowly exited, then went to relay the emperor’s command.

The subtle impact on morale from two days ago had long been completely pressed down by the performance of the Emperor of Ying Country these past two days. Now, with the grand battle approaching, they may feast and drink a cup of wine.

Thus, tens of thousands of troops rejoiced, everyone overjoyed, fifty thousand troops, extensive camps settled, fetching meat, washing rice for cooking, from the generals down to the soldiers, there is worry in their hearts, also the tension about the upcoming great battle.

Yet they must temporarily forget and let go of these pressures under such celebration.

Indulging in feast, celebrating the joy of the moment, letting go and forgetting many worries, the Emperor of Ying Country personally joined them, celebrating with the old soldiers, recalling past battles and confrontations, he still remembers, laughing heartily, past joys and past sorrows.

The emperor can still eat meat, drink wine, with a composed demeanor.

Then he stood up, said: "All of you, hold off on drinking..." When he stood up, those old soldiers, fierce brave warriors all respectfully stood up, looking at this emperor who led them to conquer four directions, leading the Daying Kingdom to the pinnacle of history.

About to step onto the path of peace, the emperor stood, raised his drink, said:

"To the Emperor!!"

At sunset, dyeing the layered forest, Jiang Wanxiang looked at these warriors before him, looked at the fierce soldiers, becoming disoriented, the faces of these people seemingly blurred and yet became clear, memory and reality intertwined.

Rough and bold brave generals laughed:

"To the king!"

Men with blue-gray dragon patterns laughed:

"Great General, drink! You must drink too, hahahaha, don’t lose to us, can’t pretend to be drunk like before! Gao Xiang second brother, you drag the leader to drink, don’t just sit there alone laughing!"

"Look, you’re laughing again!"

The Imperial Army clenching teeth, determination in their eyes: "Big brother, we will definitely win!"

The aging Emperor of Ying Country became dazed, as if seeing more people in that blurred sunset, but just at that time, suddenly heard a voice say: "Emperor, Emperor?"

The Emperor of Ying Country looked up ahead, the fierce soldier boldly said:

"Not long until battle, Your Majesty doesn’t drink wine, we brothers dare not drink this cup."

The Emperor of Ying Country looked at the wine in the cup, smiled, loudly laughed, left hand gripping the sword hilt at his waist, right hand holding the wine cup, raised, laughed heartily:

"All of you, fight with all your might."

"Strive for peace!"

So the army resoundingly responded, also the fearless men of the world raised their drinks and shouted:

"Strive for peace!"

Their voices surged and rolled, boiling towards the sky, the Emperor of Ying Country laughed loudly, deeply watching these men smiling at him, turned, hand pinching the cloak, as he turned his sleeve and cloak billowed, like a black cloud devouring the lingering sunlight.

The Emperor of Ying Country walked into his central army camp.

Then fell heavily forward.

He saw the sky swirling, saw the flux of all things, saw the blood-red sunset suddenly reversing, like a burning coal struggling with all its light and strength in a furnace, falling to the ground, flickering.

"Your Majesty!!!"

"Your Majesty!!"

Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqinhu went over together, supporting the Emperor of Ying Country, who finally fell ill onto the bed, his expression gradually haughty, eyes calm, lying on the bed, said: "Yuwen."

Yuwen Lie said: "Your Majesty."

The Emperor of Ying Country looked at this proud general, said: "Your temperament is cold and arrogant, but with the rectitude and tenacity of a commander, a general like you is the backbone of the country, the spirit of the nation is bold and valorous, it cannot do without you."

"But, too rigid and fragile, you are a sharp blade, cannot because of your arrogance, break yourself..."