Liu Wei and the rest set off early in the morning, just as the mist had just dispersed. It was nearing evening, and they had already reached the outskirts of the city.

Looking back at the vaguely recognizable familiar scenery in the distance, Ji Nanzheng let out a long sigh. He buried his aged face between his wrinkled hands. There was a white wolf lying on his side. The white wolf sensed his loss and stood up to sniff his ear.

Feeling the moist air, Ji NanZheng lowered his hands and met the white wolf's blue eyes. He took the opportunity to rub his forehead and said, "There's also you, old fellow."

There were too many things that he couldn't abandon in the Kingdom of Xian Yan. His new clansmen, his little fatty Lang, his friends, his brothers, his friends in life and death, his fellow warriors, he was born here and grew up here. This was his hometown, and he couldn't follow his foster father's footsteps to a foreign land.

Even Liu Wei did not mention letting him leave with them, because she knew what it meant to each of them.

Ji Chun Dong raised his hand to wipe his face before he got off the carriage. He stood in front of the carriage and kneeled down. He kowtowed three times before the old man inside.

It was clearly a small sound, but it caused the surroundings to turn silent.

After he got up, he closed his eyes and pulled his horse over. He leapt onto the horse and raised his whip. In an instant, all that was left of him was a dust cloud.

Liu Wei sat next to the old man, pressed down on his hands and comforted him: "If fate wills it, we will eventually reunite."

The old man with a dry throat forced out a smile and didn't say anything else.

After a short rest, the carriage continued on its way. Even though the sky was getting dark, they still decided to travel through the night because everyone on the train had a different destination in front of them.

They were sad, but happy to meet again.

They were separated from the people here, but were reunited with another group of people.

Thus, it was still a joyous occasion.

Because they travelled day and night, after half a month, they finally arrived at the west side of the pier.

Liu Wei gave the specialties she had brought from the capital over to County Magistrate Song and Grand Master. County Magistrate Song's wife insisted on keeping Liu Wei for a meal, so Liu Wei denied that there were still people waiting for him and left.

Until finally, when even his last friend had bid his farewell, Liu Wei brought everyone on board the boat, and walked toward their true path of return home.

Nine days later, Liu Wei's boat met up with Rong Ling's three ships, and the four large ships headed towards the route that Rong Ling had already charted, and proceeded forward.

At this time, it was already close to December. Above the two rivers, light snowflakes were drifting about.

… ….

Sharp arrows pierced through the skin of the battleship that was covered in blood. The commander held his arm down and shouted to the soldiers on the deck, "Fire! Fire!"

The timid soldier was sweating profusely. He pressed a button with trembling hands and heard a thump at the bottom of the boat. His face changed drastically as he cried, "The rear cabin is flooded! The cannons! The cannons! They can't get out!"

"What?" The commander let out a despairing roar, and then he heard the hoarse shouting of the rebel soldiers in the distance. He held his head in pain and asked the deputy general beside him, "Is the reinforcement army here yet? Are the reinforcements from the Azure Continent here yet? "

The aide-de-camp was also severely injured. He shook his head with difficulty and said, "No, they didn't come. They didn't come at this time. General, they won't come."

The steel-willed naval commander's eyes were red, and he silently swallowed his tears.

His deputy general forced herself to calm down and held onto the commander's arm. "The boat has already been filled with water. General, you can go now!"

"I'm not leaving!" The Navy Chief stubbornly looked at the rebel battleship that was getting closer and closer, gritting his teeth: "I, your father, joined the army at the age of 14, have never been a turtle in my life before! Come on, kill me! If you have the ability, then kill me! "

"General, don't be rash!" His blood-red eyes were filled with hatred towards the enemy, as well as powerlessness towards his comrades who had perished in the battle one after another. "Since Qingzhou has not sent any reinforcements for such a long time, they must have been restricted by the rebel army. General, you have to return to the capital as soon as possible and report the war situation to the Seventh Prince.

The Commander clenched his fist in hatred: "Seventh Prince, Rong Su, he has no idea what use he has, all he knows is that he will talk big with the officials and change some crappy national policy. The empress is in the capital, and that slut has secretly sent out a million troops to invade the three continents in one go, causing the fire to burn down to the eyebrows, and all the noble lords in the capital know nothing about it. What's the use of telling a retarded person who didn't even have a brain? "I'm afraid that if it were not for the fact that he turned around and brought along the civil and military officials, he would have renounced the throne!"

Their troops had always guarded the left side of the two rivers. To the east of Fengzhou was the Liaozhou, and to the south was to immediately enter the deep sea. Unexpectedly, a month ago, an enemy report came from Songzhou, one of the three states in Jiangnan, saying that a large number of pirates had entered the two rivers, causing the citizens of Jiangzhou City to suffer unspeakably.

Hai Dongjun jumped in fright at these words, because the navy was guarding the ship's stronghold. He didn't know why thousands of sea pirates would appear out of nowhere in Songzhou, in the middle of the two rivers.

In the end, only one thousand and two elite soldiers of the Seahold Army were left. When these elite soldiers returned to the army camp, the thieves that had been lying in wait for a long time had completely captured them and struggled for nearly eight days above the East Sea. Today was the ninth day of the war, and when all the information was gathered, the Seahold Army learned that the ambush, the trap, the trap, and everything else had been done by the mother of the country under the authority of the emperor.

During these nine days, the three continents of Jiangnan were led by Songzhou, Fengzhou was the second, and Nanzhou was the next. They were successively captured by the enemy.

Hai Dongjun believed in the ability of this country's pillar, Lord Fu, so he asked for help. However, when the last boat was about to be destroyed by the enemy, Azure Province's rescue still did not arrive.

The deputy general was right. There was only one possibility: the Azure Province had fallen.

The enemy knew their military stronghold like the back of their hand. The enemy had some kind of weapon that caught them off guard, so no one could react. The war was about to start.

Just like the noble clans in the capital city, they were all intoxicated with money and were born in peace. At this moment, they did not even know that several states of Jiangnan had fallen behind, let alone know how to deal with them.

The commander of the Hai Dongjun army didn't want to leave, he felt that it was useless to leave, the invasion of the strong enemy was fast and intense, there was no time for anyone to react, was there any use in reporting to the capital now? The core members of the Greencloud Country were divided into different groups. They were stationed between the boundaries of the two countries to guard against the invasion of the enemy. At this time, should they dispatch some border guards to fight in the south? Not to mention whether the army could lead the navy, in other words, even if they did put down the blockades and come to their aid, there would be problems with them in the meantime, attacks from other countries, and who would be in charge?

Besides, water from far away could not save a fire from close range. By the time the imperial court finally sent its troops into the two rivers, most likely the seven provinces of Jiangnan would have all been destroyed long ago.

As the commander of the army thought about what had happened, a plan quickly formed in his mind. He pushed the deputy general forward and said, "The report requires someone to be in charge. You go."

"General!" the deputy general shouted.

The commander had already grasped the longbow in his hand, forcefully closing his eyes and saying, "I'll cover for you. Let's go!"

"General!" The deputy general was already in tears. The tears had washed over his bloodied face, making him look even more miserable.

"Boom!" At this moment, the sound of enemy fire rang out once again.

On a flat sea not far away, Yue Dansheng used the thing called a telescope that she made herself and looked at the two large boats burning in the distance. He frowned, and decided to walk towards the ship's cabin.

Just as he walked to the door, he bumped into Rong Ling. His face was gloomy, and his gaze was sharp.

Yue Dansheng subconsciously said, "There seems to be a sea battle ahead …"

Rong Ling said in a cold and detached voice, "I heard the sound of gunfire." She looked through the telescope for a moment, then put it down, her face as dark as ink. "It's the ship of the Seahold Army."

Yue Dansheng was about to ask again.

Rong Ling ordered the sailors in the main cabin coldly, "Set sail at full speed!

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