Peace Order

Chapter 1835 - 89: Seeking Peace

The civil officials and historians went to visit the few gentlemen who could persuade Prince Qin at this time. After Wen Qingyu pondered, he chose to take a step back, yet Yan Daiqing was surprised and said that Prince Qin focuses on matters, not people, he won’t vent his anger on you.

The people were reassured, with the promise to return and apologize again the next day.

However, the next day, when the historians led by Breaking Army and Yan Daiqing came to visit Prince Qin again, they saw Prince Qin alone, holding a sword, quietly asleep with closed eyes. On the table, the history was as sharp as a knife, the original records had been wiped away.

Only the new ending was left behind, recorded as [Sword Madman Murong Longtu, one sword breaks Qi for eight hundred years, forget the sword and enter the Tao, ride the dragon and fly away, not seen in the human realm], Yan Daiqing looked at this volume that the monarch insisted on changing.

Watching him hold the sword and sleep with closed eyes, white hair dropping at his temples, his brows seemed furrowed.

Perhaps, the hero who raised a sword to shatter the world and the monarch who opened an era for peace, the shadow everyone yearns to follow, is still, deep inside, that child from back then.

He’s just trying his hardest to hold onto something.

He and his aunt escaped for their lives, barely making it out, facing the dangers of the Martial World, he habitually holds the sword and battle halberd, an old man comes with a sword to find him, saying whatever happens, I’m here, then stands in front of him blocking the storm ahead.

He refuses to accept Grandpa’s departure, stubbornly, laughably, using the monarch’s dignity, with the overlord’s sovereignty, pride, and disdain, leaving such a childlike mark on this world and history.

And such a monarch’s loss of composure eventually became part of [Sword Madman Murong Longtu, enters Tao with the sword, Martial World’s legend, ultimately rides the dragon to ascend], passed down in history.

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When the army of the Ying Country withdrew, Yuwen Lie, He Ruoqinhu, and Qin Yulong led the army, their hearts remained resolute, yet the entire army was caught in two complex emotions of the monarch’s departure and the major defeat, extremely low in morale.

Among them, He Ruoqinhu and Qin Yulong tried hard to inspire and uplift the morale.

But such a massive impact on morale is not something that can be easily cheered up, when the morale was so low it almost felt like the sky was falling, the Vanguard Army suddenly froze.

The time has gradually entered into autumn, with the world vast and desolate.

A dragon colt, an elder, the dark cloak hanging down, solemn like a towering mountain, holding the Silent Annihilation Divine Spear that pierced the Chaos Qilin, commanding respect, cold and tough, yet immensely trustworthy, immensely powerful.

The low morale was shattered, the feeling of sorrow enveloping the army was torn again, Jiang Su galloped in, ignoring Yuwen Lie, He Ruoqinhu, Qin Yulong, dismounting, holding the Silent Annihilation Divine Spear, walking step by step through the thousands of soldiers.

He walked to the front of the monarch’s coffin.

The Silent Annihilation Divine Spear was thrust into the ground, Military God Jiang Su half-knelt on the ground, his broad hand lifting up, pressing on the coffin, his voice deep:

"Your Majesty... I’ve come."

The three armies grieved.

The world was vast and desolate, when Emperor Ying returned, the Ying Country was in mourning, Jiang Gao and Jiang Yuan wore mourning attire, along the avenue to the imperial palace in the capital of Ying Country, there were citizens spontaneously dressed in mourning attire everywhere, paper money dancing in the air, vast like white snow covering the earth.

Military God Jiang Su, carrying the coffin and escorting the spirit.

In a trance, as if back to the days of heavy snowfall, when Jiang Wanxiang was old, he carried Jiang Wanxiang, walking in the imperial palace, Jiang Wanxiang said afterwards it is up to you, I’m still going to die...

Military God Jiang Su fell silent, as if still carrying Jiang Wanxiang, carrying the Daying Kingdom, step by step forward. Like the days when the young Jiang Wanxiang trained exhaustedly, he carried the exhausted young man, walked through the world of smoke and fire.

"No matter what, we will defeat the Qilin."

In the wind of Jiangnan, Prince Qin brushed his wooden sword, his resolve unchanged.

"Having traveled thousands of miles through the human realm, we must win."

Paper money like white snow, the Military God stubbornly supports this Daying world; the long winds of Jiangnan remain as before, Prince Qin still has the same temperament as in his youth.

In this north and south, at these two ends of the world.

In history, in this year many Military Gods and Prince Quin were lost, yet it only softly says:

"Certainly will..."

"Peace for all under heaven."

Speak of heroes in the world, only that heart remains unyielding.

Unwilling to look back.