The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 946: All good things end


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A spring thunder sounded, and the spring rain on the Huazhong Plain became even denser.

It turns out that thirteen days have passed since the Waking of Insects.

The battle on the Huazhong Plain lasted for three days and three nights.

This is a human Shura field.

In this battle, the Wu Dynasty invested 100,000 people in the Second Army, 80,000 people in the Third Army, and 100,000 people in the Fourth Army, totaling 280,000.

The Yu Dynasty invested 300,000 southern frontier troops and 300,000 Tiance troops.

A total of 880,000 troops fought fiercely here. When dawn arrived on the fourth day, only more than 100,000 people were left alive.

They are all soldiers of the Wu Dynasty.

This was a battle that lasted forever. In this battle, the Wu Dynasty completely eliminated the main armed forces of the Yu Dynasty at the cost of 180,000 people, laying the foundation for the establishment of Daxia.

This battle is known in history as the Battle of Dingding.

The three military flags gathered together in the center of the Huazhong Plain. Under the banner of the Hunter Army, He Sandao spat out a mouthful of blood, punched Wei Wubing in the chest, and punched Chen Po in the chest again. Chest.

He wiped the blood and rain from his face and laughed.

"Boss, we won!"

Chen Po looked at the corpses in his eyes and nodded slightly, with a serious face. After a while, he slowly bloomed, just like the unknown little flower in the field, not too beautiful, but proud of the spring—— "Yes, we won!"

Wei Wubing suddenly flew into a rage. He kicked He Sandao on the buttocks, and kicked He Sandao two feet away and threw him into the pool with a thud.

"You **** He Sandao, you're an hour late! I've lost three thousand more brothers!"

He Sandao climbed up from the pool, wet all over, but he washed the blood off his face.

"Hahahaha..." He Sandao laughed, "If I had come two hours later, you would have been killed by Fei An!"

"You must give me an explanation. There are three thousand people. Do you know that?"

Chen Po waved his hand. Although they were both army commanders now, Chen Po was their actual instructor. No matter what, the two of them would not dare to make a mistake in front of Chen Po.

"There must be a reason why San Dao came late, let's talk about it."

He Sandao shook his head and his expression became serious.

"Something unexpected happened and His Majesty went to the border town."

Chen Po and Wei Wubing were shocked, "What?"

"Now I know why this is called the Jingzhe Project and why it is called the Spring Thunder Project."

He Sandao sat down on the grass, not caring that the grass was filled with water after he sat on it.

He pulled out a piece of dogtail grass and held it in his mouth, but his eyes were focused on the boundless spring rain.

"Our battle here is the Jingzhe Plan, but the place where the spring thunder sounds is not here, but the border town!"

Chen Po and Wei Wubing also sat down, "Speak to me!"

"Your Majesty has mobilized all the elite combat forces of the Yu Dynasty to the Huazhong Plain, gathered the strength of our three armies, and wiped them all out here. I think everyone in the world is watching this battlefield, but in fact, the battle started on the battlefield At the same time, in the peach forest in the border town, His Majesty has already laid out another battlefield."

“Not many people know about that battlefield, but the danger on that battlefield is probably even more thrilling than what we have here.”

He Sandao did not follow the ten thousand soldiers out of the border town to capture Yu Wenwen, so he did not know what happened in the border town.

In fact, at this moment, no outsiders know what is happening in the border town.

He Sandao was just guessing, and his guess was actually wrong. It was not the Spring Thunder plan that Fu Xiaoguan wanted.

……

Fan Emperor Fan Zigui was reciting scriptures in Baima Zen Monastery but could not feel at ease. He walked out of the monastery and looked in the direction of the border town. His eyes seemed to be frozen there and he could never take them back.

He murmured: "Spring Thunder, it's time to ring!"

In Jinling of the Yu Dynasty, Emperor Yu Baibai, who returned to Jinling, was also standing on the city tower. He was also looking towards the border town. His gaze seemed to want to travel through time and space, and he seemed to want to witness with his own eyes what was happening in the border town.

"Brother Imperial, what are you looking at?" The eldest princess stood beside Yu Baibai and was a little worried, because there was no news about Shang Ruoshui so far.

She thought the emperor was thinking about Shang Ruoshui, but she didn’t expect that was not what Yu Baibai said:

"My dear sister, Border Town," he stretched out his hand and pointed, "The Waking of Insects has passed, and there will be a spring thunder in the Border Town. After that spring thunder... the world will be peaceful."

Yu Shurong looked confused, but Yu Baibai didn't explain but smiled knowingly.

What Yu Shurong saw in this old smile was hope, and an indescribable emotion. If he had to use one word to describe it, it should be... relief!

No matter what the situation is after the Spring Thunder, in Yu Baibai's heart, it is really relief.

……

In the Leisure House on the outskirts of Fanning City in the Wu Dynasty, the tea on the table had long been cold, but the two people sitting at the tea table tilted their heads and looked toward the border town.

"Spring thunder...it's time to ring."

A thunder rumbled, Zhou Tongtong raised his eyes and looked at the dark sky, "It's time to ring."

It is clear that the spring thunder has already sounded, but what they say is ‘it’s time to ring. ’

"Cough cough cough..." The thin man opposite Zhou Tongtong coughed violently. He took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth. Zhou Tongtong quickly walked over, knelt beside him and patted his back gently.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to take medicine."

He is the Supreme Emperor!

Would the Supreme Emperor of the Wu Dynasty be Emperor Wen or Emperor Wu?

The fat man is jumping around in Fan Guo's manor, so he is naturally Emperor Wen.

Wu Changfeng waved his hand, coughed for a while, took off the handkerchief and looked at it, there was blood on it.

"Let's go."

"Where to go?"

Wu Changfeng stood up with Zhou Tongtong's support. He walked to the window and looked at Qishan Mountain in the distance.

"The Great Emperor, you...are you not worried that His Majesty will not be able to withstand that thunder?"

"He can bear it. If he doesn't do this, if those monks enter Guanyun City, many people will die. The border city is very good, not to mention there is a Guanzhu who is the best in the world. As long as the Guanzhu gets our If the news runs faster, you’ll be fine.”

Zhou Tongtong did not dare to say a word, thinking what if the master of the temple ran too slowly?

That was using the lives of Empress Dowager Xu Yunqing and His Majesty Fu Xiaoguan as bait!

"There is no perfect plan in the world. My son...he can handle it, let's go."

Wu Changfeng took a deep look at Qishan, his eyes full of nostalgia, attachment, love and a trace of resentment that no one could detect.

He waved his hand in that direction, the corners of his mouth raised, and there was a trace of blood and a smile on his pale face.

This is the most outstanding plan in his life. Except for Zhou Tongtong and Ji Yungui, no one in the world knows that he is the holder of this plan to unify the world.

"Where are we going?"

"...Enter the Emperor's Mausoleum."

Zhou Tongtong was horrified, and Wu Changfeng took two breaths, "I should have died a long time ago when I came here. After living these more years and hearing more about my son's deeds, I am very satisfied. Let's go."

Let's go... A carriage left Xianyunju in the spring thunder. Zhou Tongtong drove the carriage himself and galloped through the spring rain.

His face was covered with water, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.


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