L'hibiscus comme peinture

Chapitre 64

Once the Crescent Moon Formation was breached, Yelü Ying immediately ordered a retreat, quickly withdrawing from Longxuan's formation and regrouping ten miles away. After the Cangliao army withdrew, Longxuan's smaller square formations immediately merged with the larger one, still forming a rhomboid shape.

The formation, led by Jin Xuan, advanced towards the Cangliao army.

The Cangliao army had indeed changed into a simple cone formation, with Yelü Ying at the front of the equilateral triangle, directly facing the Longxuan army's attack. Thus, Jinxuan and Yelü Ying clashed head-on, both raising their weapons and aiming them at each other.

They ran off.

The two armies clashed again, and Jin Xuan and Yelü Ying's swords clashed in mid-air, the sound of their swords ringing out. The internal energy behind them and their exquisite swordsmanship were truly spectacular. This time, unlike before, they were not...

It's a life-or-death struggle, more like a simple duel between top masters. The more they fight, the deeper their appreciation for each other becomes. They can read each other's inner thoughts from each other's sword moves. This is the highest level of martial arts.

Under the command of their respective commanders, the two armies constantly changed formations and operational strategies, resembling both a chaotic battle and an orderly military exercise. The commanders of both sides were not only directing their troops and issuing orders, but also enthusiastically engaging in a "martial arts contest".

Back and forth they fought, and soon the two armies had been battling from morning till sunset. On Sunrise Slope, Yi Tian and Yi Han, along with on Moonrise Slope, Shen Tu Chu Fei and another deputy general beating the drum, were so exhausted their arms could barely lift. Meanwhile, the soldiers on both sides engaged in the decisive battle below...

Needless to say, the hands holding swords, guns, bows and arrows, and shields were so weak that the clash of two swords was like two children playing, completely silent. The archers couldn't even shoot accurately, and the speedsters were even more ridiculous—they hadn't even looked at their opponents yet! Shields...

They had already fallen, so they didn't attack him. The whole scene was like children playing house. The commanders, Jin Xuan and Yelü Ying, seeing this, exchanged a knowing smile and didn't issue any further orders, continuing their playful banter.

In the end, many soldiers simply put down their weapons and sat down on the ground, enjoying the duel between the two masters while chatting in small groups. Some didn't even distinguish between Long Xuan and Cang Liao; they were just having a great time chatting...

This was absolutely the most unusual decisive battle in the history of the world. Have you ever seen two armies fighting, and all the soldiers, whether from the same country or the enemy country, sat on the ground chatting like good buddies while enjoying the duel between the two commanders?

They raised their hands to cheer for their respective commanders, and the two commanders were even more outrageous, completely disregarding what their soldiers were doing, and started a martial arts competition.

As the sun rose over Sunset Boulevard, some soldiers, still half-asleep, groggily asked, "Is it over yet?" The other soldiers, engrossed in the spectacle, rolled their eyes at him excitedly and said, "Not yet? Such a great fight, and you..."

"Still sleeping? Look, look! Wow, the Crown Prince's move is so adorable!" He held it up in his hands, looking utterly adoring. Another person beside him chimed in, "Look, look! The Prince's move is truly brilliant! Amazing, amazing..."

He also looked on with immense admiration.

While a unique battle was raging on, Ao Jun paced anxiously in his battalion, constantly glancing outside. How come this battle hadn't ended after a day and a night? It was already broad daylight; what was the current state of the battle?

Was Jinxuan injured? Is Yelü Ying alright? Have both sides suffered heavy casualties? ...

"Brother, stop pacing around and come eat! You haven't eaten since yesterday," Yueying called out to Aojun with concern. Upon entering the tent, she saw Aojun pacing back and forth, clearly having not slept all night; the bed hadn't been moved.

I didn't eat anything all day yesterday. How can my body cope if this continues?

"I have no appetite, Ying'er. Tell me, why isn't this battle over yet?" Ao Jun didn't even glance at the delicious food that had previously made her risk her life, and asked Yue Ying with a frown. She was truly confused; how could Yue Ying possibly know the answer to this?

!

"How would I know? I just don't understand why you didn't take action this time, brother? With your brilliant strategies and the help of the prince, defeating Yelü Ying would be easy. That way, you could avenge our parents and the villagers of Mo Family Village."

Yueying asked in bewilderment, but in her heart she thought to herself: After we get our revenge, we can ignore everything and live a secluded life together, like immortals.

"This... Ying'er doesn't understand." Ao Jun didn't know how to explain to Yue Ying that she had already hurt Yelü Ying deeply enough, and she had no intention of seeking revenge. She could only give a vague answer.

"Oh, brother, why don't you sit down and eat something? Don't worry, the prince will definitely win a great victory." Yueying was a simple girl, and she was devoted to Aojun. Since Aojun had said so, she naturally didn't ask any more questions and instead urged Aojun to eat.

For her now, eating is the most important thing.

"Sigh..." Ao Jun sighed and sat down, but still had no appetite. Talking to Ying'er was useless. She was worried not only about Jin Xuan, but also about Yelü Ying. She hoped Jin Xuan would win the battle, but she didn't want anything to happen to Yelü Ying. Sigh...

Ugh, so annoying!

"Brother, stop sighing, eat something! Look, these are all your favorite foods, they look so good!" Yueying continued to persuade Aojun to eat, and even brought Aojun's favorite delicacies to her, tempting her to eat.

Ao Jun glanced at her favorite treat, then at Ying'er's expectant face, and couldn't bear to refuse her kindness. So she accepted it and began to eat it little by little. Ah, no wonder people say even the most delicious food needs a beautiful companion.

It's only when you're in a good mood that you perceive food as a delicacy; if you're not, even the most delicious food tastes like chaff. This saying is absolutely true. Just like her now, even though it's her usual favorite dish, and it tastes exactly the same, she really doesn't enjoy it now.

Tasteless and bland.

Back at Thousand Mile Slope, this unconventional final battle continued. However, Ao Jun was worrying unnecessarily. If she were to witness this scene, her cold, indifferent expression would likely crumble drastically; she'd either vomit blood or faint.

fall.

Finally, around noon, Jinxuan and Yelü Ying exchanged a knowing glance, then with a graceful spin, sheathed their swords and landed elegantly. Standing opposite each other, they wiped the fine sweat from their foreheads, sheathed their swords, and laughed heartily. Both of them saw excitement in each other's eyes, as if they were still enjoying themselves.

"I've never fought such a thorough and exhilarating battle before, haha... Ouyang Jinxuan, you truly deserve to be called a war god." Yelü Ying smiled sincerely at Ouyang Jinxuan and praised him genuinely.

"Yes! This is the most intense and exciting battle since the start of the war. Yelü Ying, you truly deserve the title of 'Devouring Flame Evil Lord'." Jin Xuan said with a slight smile, his eyes showing sincerity.

"Ouyang Jinxuan, this battle ends here. We will fight again another day, for her sake." Yelü Ying smiled wickedly at Jinxuan and said meaningfully. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the troops to retreat to camp.

"Good!" Jin Xuan nodded in understanding, and with a wave of his hand, ordered the troops to retreat to camp. He also had the same premonition that one day, he and Yelü Ying would fight again for her.

Upon receiving their commander's order, the soldiers of both countries, who had been scattered on the ground, quickly returned to their positions, and soon the two armies were locked in a stalemate. However, the battle was not about fighting, but about retreating. Jin Xuan and Yelü Ying each led their troops back to their camps. In this great battle, there were very few casualties on both sides. After the two armies withdrew, there were almost no corpses left on Qianli Slope.

Thus, the war between the Longxuan Dynasty and the Cangliao Kingdom lasted for more than a year, and finally ended in such an unusual decisive battle. This decisive battle ended in a peace war, which was the only peace war that Jinxuan had fought since he led the army, the only war that he did not win, but it was also the most brilliant war he fought. This unusual decisive battle will be recorded by the historians as one of the ten extraordinary battles of the Longxuan Dynasty.

Chapter 51

The open space of Longxuan's military camp became lively again. Many soldiers sat around the campfire in small groups, drinking and happily discussing something. This time it was not to hold a victory celebration, but because the war was finally over and they could finally see their loved ones whom they had not seen for more than a year.

Everyone in the camp was overjoyed. Most of the officers left their seats and joined in the fun. Zhao Zhiyang was the most enthusiastic, and even Huang Ying joined in the games like a madwoman. Wei Ziqi sat in his seat, watching the commotion with a gentle expression, but his eyes kept glancing at Huang Ying, who was sometimes mischievous and fiery, sometimes strange and difficult, seemingly indifferent to human life yet compassionate. He himself was unaware of this, still unable to understand his own heart. Mo Yueying also happily played with everyone, constantly tugging at the poor old medic's beard, forcing him to beg for mercy. Aside from Ao Jun, everyone present was immersed in boundless joy.

"Jun, what's wrong?" Jin Xuan, holding a wine glass in one hand, turned to look at Ao Jun, who had remained silent, and asked gently. He had been watching Jun closely; ever since they returned to camp, she had been lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

"I just want to think about Yelü Ying," Ao Jun said honestly, still deep in thought.

"Thinking of Yelü Ying?" Jin Xuan's expression changed slightly, but she remained calm as she spoke. She had been silent all day thinking about Yelü Ying? Her heart ached!

"Hmm." Ao Jun didn't notice Jin Xuan's changed expression, nodded, and then said, "I'm wondering what happened to Yelü Ying's unusual behavior?"

"I think Yelü Ying's change is related to the Cangliao King." Jin Xuan's clear and calm voice rang out again, his deep and cold gaze looking straight into Ao Jun's thoughtful eyes, revealing no emotion.