Chapter 2819: Returning with a Great Victory, Killing Yuan Xiong

Xu Zisheng took the lead, his awe-inspiring righteousness enveloped the world, and a white light shone across the border. He waved his hand and spoke loudly.

"All soldiers follow me to fight!"

"The soldiers under my command are as strong as oxen, as quick as leopards, as ferocious as tigers, and as smart as foxes. They are invincible in battle and conquerable in all attacks!"

Haoran's righteous energy fell from the sky and fell on the 36,000 soldiers. Everyone felt energetic, clear-minded, strong in blood, and light in their steps. Along with Xu Zisheng, they rushed out of the camp and headed toward the opposite side, where Yanguo and Kangguo gathered eight soldiers. Thousands of troops launched an attack.

The Wushen Cult army was shocked. They did not expect that Dafeng's army was so crazy that 30,000 people dared to attack an 80,000-strong army, and it was so sudden.

Upon seeing this, King Nurhejia of the Yan Kingdom quickly mobilized his troops to fight against Dafeng. Although this fourth-level master of dual systems was not as capable as King Xiahou Yushu of the Jing Kingdom, he was not an ordinary person. He was extremely talented and quickly organized The 80,000 troops formed a neat array, like cut tofu cubes, and launched an attack on Dafeng's 30,000 troops.

Xu Zisheng nodded slightly. The opponent was indeed not weak. Under such sudden circumstances, he still had the ability to lead the army. This should not be underestimated. Confucianism followed through on his words and used them again.

"I said that meteorites falling from the sky will knock down the enemy's camp!"

A large amount of Haoran's righteous energy was consumed. In the endless sky, countless meteorites fell down, and flames ignited at extremely fast speeds, falling hard on the army of the Witch God Cult.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

People flipped on their backs, the ground shook, gravel splashed, and powerful energy shock waves threw the Wushen Cult army into chaos. There were roars, wails, explosions, horses neighing, and the soldiers were horrified, completely losing their fighting power.

"Kill with me!"

Xu Zisheng drew out the sword from his waist, swung it forward, and took the lead in rushing into the enemy formation. He swung his sword and chopped down one enemy after another. Blood splashed and dyed the white robe on his body red. He was invincible and unscrupulous.

The soldiers watched the countless meteorites fall into the enemy formation, and the general took the lead, with his fighting spirit reaching its peak. He shouted unexplained roars and followed closely behind, killing like crazy.

In this battle, the Wushen Cult was completely defeated and had no intention of fighting. The whole army was wiped out and no one of the 80,000 soldiers survived. The head of King Nurhejia of the Yan Kingdom was chopped off by Xu Zisheng himself and carried on the long sword. His eyes were wide open and he would not close his eyes until death.

"Vulnerable!"

Xu Zisheng swung his long sword and threw Nurhejia's head on the ground. He urged his horse to crush Nurhejia's head. Looking to the north, the sword pointed to the north, and the clear voice resounded through the battlefield again. .

"All officers and men, follow my horses to Mount Jing and set out for battle!"

"Here!"

Xu Shijun, the Marquis of Wu'an, and Jinluo, the watchman, and Xu Qian and others shouted in response that this battle was a complete victory, which convinced everyone that they were willing to follow the new coach in the battle. The point pointed by the sword was the direction in which they charged.

The army set out with great speed. Everyone was on scud, faster than the thousand-mile horse. They rushed towards the hinterland of the Yan Kingdom. They fought constantly along the way and were victorious. No matter how many men and horses the opponent had, they all penetrated the enemy's formation head-on. They were defeated and slaughtered, leaving behind piles of corpses and rivers of blood.

Xiahou Yushu, the leader of Jingguo, was a handsome man. Facing Xu Zisheng, he closed the city and did not come out. He acted like a coward and did not dare to compete with Xu Zisheng on the battlefield. He felt ashamed that he was inferior.

Xu Zisheng's 30,000 soldiers and horses had no food and supplies support. After three days of fighting, they were already short. Faced with the enemy's persistence, they had no choice but to retreat to Xiangzhou.

Xu Zisheng led 36,000 men on an expedition and fought for thousands of miles. He was invincible and killed more than 200,000 enemies. Blood flowed like rivers. The Wushen Sect was defeated step by step and was completely defeated. He once again entered Jingshan and welcomed back the corpse of Wei Yuan. , his reputation shocked the world, and no one dared to compete with him.

At the same time that Xu Zisheng returned from victory, the city of Kyoto learned that 80,000 troops from the Yan Kingdom and the Jing Kingdom were approaching Xiangzhou. The government and the public were shocked and panicked for a while.

In the imperial study, Emperor Yuan Jing sat behind the desk, looked at Yuan Xiong, the censor of Zuodu in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

"Yuan Aiqing is the pillar of the country. I have studied for a long time and think Qin Aiqing is the one who can take on the big responsibility."

"Your Majesty is so complimentary, I feel so ashamed."

"Qin Aiqing, don't refuse. When Wei Yuan's matter is settled, the situation in the court will change."

"Eating the emperor's salary means worrying about the emperor. It is the duty of a minister to share your worries."

Emperor Yuan Jing looked kind and nodded with satisfaction. He used Yuan Xiong smoothly and said.

"Now that Wei Yuan died in the battle in Jingshan City, the headquarters of the Wushen Sect, the watchmen cannot be leaderless. One person is needed to control the watchmen and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I was originally interested in Yuan Aiqing."

Yuan Xiong could almost hear his own heart beating wildly, and his excitement was surging, but he remained calm on the surface and bowed without revealing anything.

"This humble minister will be your Majesty's fault."

Emperor Yuan Jing changed his tone and asked, hinting at the Zuodu censor.

"What does Yuan Aiqing think of the Northeast War?"

Yuan Xiong understood immediately after hearing this, bowed, looked up at Emperor Yuan Jing, and asked, full of flattery and ingratiation.

"Your Majesty, please make it clear!"

The next day, during the Great Court Meeting, the Jinluan Hall was filled with civil and military officials. Emperor Yuan Jing and Emperor Yongxing sat on dragon chairs, looking down at the ministers in a solemn atmosphere.

Censor Zhang Xingying came out and said loudly.

"Your Majesty, Duke Wei captured the main altar of the Wushen Cult and massacred Jingshan City, which was the first of its kind in the Central Plains Dynasty. I sincerely request your Majesty to posthumously make Duke Wei the first-class Duke of Wei, with the posthumous title of Zhongwu."

This is definitely the highest honor after Emperor Wuzong. The first-class Duke of Wei is the highest title, and Zhongwu is the highest posthumous title for a military commander.

After all, Wei Yuan was not a scholar who came from the imperial examination and had no fame. Otherwise, if Zhang Xingying dared to ask for the posthumous title Wenzheng, that would be the highest honor for a courtier.

All the officials in the court looked at each other with rare no rebuttal, including former political opponents. In the past, the civil servants would have jumped out and slapped each other in the face, but not now!

Wei Yuan's achievements are enough to match these honors. Death is like a lamp going out, so what if he is given a posthumous name? Wouldn't it just show the generosity of officials like them who are orthodox scholars.

Officials of the Wei Party came out one after another to echo Zhang Xingying, with such great momentum that Emperor Yuan Jing frowned slightly.

Emperor Yuan Jing remained silent, obviously unwilling to give glory to Wei Yuan. He glanced at Yuan Xiong, the censor of Youdu, who understood and shouted loudly.

"Zhang Xingying and others are talking nonsense! Your Majesty, you must not be deceived by these traitorous ministers!"

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned slightly, pretending to be unhappy, and asked softly.

"Why did Yuan Aiqing say this? Wei Yuan is my great military god. He has made great contributions to the country and sacrificed his life for the country. He was my confidant and beloved minister during his lifetime, so it is appropriate for him to be awarded a title."

"His Majesty!"

Yuan Xiong looked excited, looked around at the ministers, and shouted loudly.

"Wei Yuan's death is not a pity. He was a reckless man who brought disaster to the country and the people, not a meritorious official."

"Bastard thing!"

Liu Hong, the censor of Youdu, was furious when he heard this. He was a confidant promoted by Wei Yuan and the backbone of the Wei party. The imperial envoy Zhang Xingying was also his subordinate.

Snapped! The old eunuch cracked his whip and scolded as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Liu Hong's rebuke.

"No noise."

With Emperor Yuan Jing supporting him, Yuan Xiong did not panic at all. He turned a deaf ear to the indifferent, hostile or joking looks of the princes and said with emotion.

"Wei Yuan indeed captured the main altar of the Wushen Cult, which is the first of its kind in history. Based on this alone, Wei Yuan's crimes are too hard to write down."

When Zhang Xingying heard this, his face turned livid, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Yuan Xiong with a cold light, and his voice was extremely sinister.

"Is it a crime to capture the Wushen Cult's main altar? Your Majesty, Yuan Xiong colluded with the Wushen Cult and committed treason and collaboration with the enemy. Please behead this beast."

Yuan Xiong was not afraid at all, and said loudly with a righteous look.

"The purpose of the army's expedition was to aid the demonic barbarians and prevent the Witch God Cult's ambition to annex the northern territory. But what did Wei Yuan do? He led his army to Jingshan City, the headquarters of the Witch God Cult, and caused the death of more than 80,000 of my soldiers. ”

"Wei Yuan clearly did this for his own selfish reasons and was greedy for power, which is why he caused such heavy losses. Your Majesty, there are more than 80,000 soldiers. They have parents to support and children to raise. Just because Wei Yuan is greedy His merits caused the soldiers to die in a foreign land. How can such a person who brought disaster to the country and the people be given the title of Zhongwu?"

Qian Qingshu, the cabinet scholar, was also angry. He stood up and scolded Yuan Xiong.

"Yuan Xiong, don't talk nonsense here and confuse the public! Da Feng wants to help Yaoman and let the Wushen Cult withdraw its troops. Is there any better way than to capture the Zongtan? After Wei Yuan captured the Zongtan, Jingguo immediately withdrew his troops. This This is the best proof. In battles on the battlefield, casualties are inevitable, but the capture of the Wushen Cult Headquarters is the first of its kind. How can I allow you, a villain, to slander you!"

Yuan Xiong sneered disdainfully, looked down at everyone, and said arrogantly.

"If you want to force Jingguo to withdraw its troops, there are many ways. Is it more difficult to attack the capital of Jingguo than to capture Jingshan City? Wei Yuan is a master of military art. He knows these truths, but he chose Jingshan City and ended up with a hundred thousand troops. The entire army was nearly wiped out, and only more than 10,000 people escaped."

"Why did he do this? Didn't he just want to set a precedent in history and leave his name in history!"

"Your Majesty, Wei Yuan was greedy for power and advanced so quickly that our Dafeng suffered heavy losses. Even the demon barbarians did not suffer as much as our Dafeng. Is this aiding the demon barbarians? This is weakening the country's own power. Jingshan City has certainly fallen. , but how can I, Dafeng, win?”

"I believe that Wei Yuan not only has no merit, but has committed a crime, and I also ask your Majesty to convict Wei Yuan!"

Yuan Xiong was righteous and arrogant, looking down at the audience. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a hint of pride appeared in the depths of his eyes. He was proud in his heart. If this thing is done, His Majesty will let him take charge of the police and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He will also replace Wei Yuan and become the boss above the court.

Emperor Yuan Jing pretended to sigh, with a somewhat sad look on his face, and said hesitantly.

"Wei Yuan is my confidant and has been with me for more than 20 years. I am deeply saddened that he sacrificed his life for the country!"

"Although what Yuan Aiqing said is not unreasonable, I don't want to talk about it at this time, lest people in the world misunderstand that I am too cold and ungrateful!"

"After all, there are rumors that it is Wei Yuan's fault that I am able to secure my position!"

The ministers were in an uproar. They were all old foxes for thousands of years. They couldn't hear the deep meaning in Emperor Yuan Jing's words. They obviously believed that Wei Yuan had no merit and should be convicted. This was too ruthless!

The chief assistant Wang Wenzhen often fought with Wei Yuan when Wei Yuan was alive, but at this time he did not allow Emperor Yuan Jing to even give Wei Yuan his posthumous name. With deep exhaustion on his face, he came out again and respectfully vocal channel.

"Your Majesty, what Yuan Xiong said are all false accusations. Wei Yuan is the great military god. He captured the main altar of the Wushen Cult in one battle, defeated the Wushen Cult army, and slaughtered millions. He should be rewarded!"

When Yuan Xiong heard this, he was shocked. He caught the loophole in Wang Wenzhen's words and scolded him.

"Your Majesty, when Wei Yuan attacked Yan State, he massacred cities one after another, killing innocent people indiscriminately and being cruel. You must not allow such people to be killed or enthroned, otherwise, you will be infamous for thousands of years!"

Emperor Yuan Jing's expression changed slightly, a little ugly, and he nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with what Yuan Xiong said.

The Prime Minister Wang Wenzhen's face was livid, and he looked at Yuan Xiong angrily, wishing to drive this treacherous villain out on the spot. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and was about to speak up for Wei Yuan again.

"No need to say more!"

Emperor Yuan Jing waved his hand, his pale face showed deep fatigue, and sighed.

"There is no need to rush to conclude Wei Yuan's merits and demerits. Let's stop here today and discuss it tomorrow!"

Emperor Yuan Jing knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and he didn't plan to settle the dust now. He needed to proceed step by step, and wear down the opponent's sharpness and fighting spirit bit by bit. Only by winning over a group of people and suppressing a group of people can he win the final victory.

Emperor Yuan Jing knew that if he went against all odds and convicted Wei Yuan, the situation would inevitably repeat itself after the death of Prince Huai, when the ministers surrounded the Meridian Gate.

Emperor Yuan Jing slowly stood up, turned around and walked towards the back hall, with a slight smile on his face.

"Da Da Da!"

A heavy sound of footsteps came from outside the hall. Xu Zisheng's body was stained with blood, bright red, and full of fishy smell. He slung a sword around his waist, strode into the Golden Palace, stood in the center of the hall, and said loudly.

"Wait, there is no need to wait until tomorrow, let's make it clear today!"

The corners of Emperor Yuan Jing's mouth froze instantly, and he turned around abruptly to look at Xu Zisheng, whose robe was stained with blood. At this time, the Yong'an Marquis had more sharpness and murderous aura than before, like a general on the battlefield, with terrifying power.

"Why did you come back?"

Emperor Yuan Jing asked in a daze, his pupils constricted. Xu Zisheng's sudden return caught him off guard. He had planned to take advantage of Xu Zisheng's absence and Wang Wenzhen's difficulty in supporting the situation alone to convict Wei Yuan and create a fait accompli. Even if Xu Zisheng returned in the future, it would not be changed.

"Why can't I come back?"

Xu Zisheng was not polite at this time, and even stopped calling himself a minister. He slowly walked to the trembling Yuan Xiong and stood still. His eyes narrowed slightly, shining with cold light, and murderous intent was terrifying. He stared at Yuan Xiong and said coldly.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have kept you!"

When Xu Zisheng suddenly appeared, Yuan Xiong felt something was wrong and felt that a disaster was coming. Now he heard Xu Zisheng say this again, and he was so scared that he collapsed to the ground. A pool of turbid and fishy water spread under him. He was actually frightened by Xu Zisheng and had urinary incontinence.

"Lord Xu, spare me!"

Yuan Xiong's face was full of fear, his pupils were dilated, his eyes were dodging, he dared not look directly at Xu Zisheng, his body huddled up, trembling constantly, his voice was sharp and piercing.

Xu Zisheng smelled the fishy smell in the air, frowned slightly, looked down at Yuan Xiong who was frightened by him, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and his slender white fingers grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Clang!"

The cold light flashed, the sharp sword cut across Yuan Xiong's neck, blood gushed out, and spilled all over the ground.

Yuan Xiong looked up at the expressionless Xu Zisheng in disbelief, his hands tightly covered his throat, as if trying to stop the blood that kept gushing out, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell softly to the ground, the bright red blood was so conspicuous.

"Xu Zisheng, you are so presumptuous!"

Emperor Yuan Jing did not seem to expect Xu Zisheng to dare to draw his sword in the Golden Palace, and even more so, he did not expect Xu Zisheng to kill Zuodu Yushi in front of him and all the civil and military officials. He was extremely angry at this time, his eyes were red, his beard and hair stood up, he glared and shouted loudly.

"You dare to commit murder in front of me and all the ministers!"

"Your Majesty, why do you say that?"

Xu Zisheng slowly sheathed the sword, glanced at the dead culprit with disdain, and then looked up at Emperor Yuan Jing on the steps, his face full of innocence and confusion, and asked.

"Your Majesty, I, Xu Zisheng, congratulate you!"

Xu Zisheng bowed slightly, his face serious, his eyes burning, under the surprised gaze of the ministers, he said in a deep voice.

"I was ordered to lead an army of 36,000 to fight against the Wushen Cult. We traveled thousands of miles and fought for three days. We destroyed the 200,000 troops of Yan State and Jing State. We trampled Jingshan Mountain and killed the Yan State's king Nurhejia, wizards, and dozens of generals. Our army was injured 348 people, but no one died. Today, we returned to the court with a great victory!"

When these words came out, the officials were shocked and inexplicable. This was simply incredible. They did not suspect Xu Zisheng of lying, because such a big thing, true is true, false is false, lying has no meaning, and it is impossible to falsify.

Emperor Yuan Jing also looked at Xu Zisheng in horror. He had calculated Wei Yuan in order to let the Wushen Cult slaughter the three states of Xiang, Jing, and Yu, disperse some of the luck, and prepare for the breakthrough of the first-grade land immortal. Who knew that Wei Yuan actually broke through the Wushen Cult's main altar, making his plan empty.

In desperation, Emperor Yuan Jing could only think of other ways to convict Wei Yuan, shake the fate of Dafeng, and reduce the constraints of fate on himself.

For this reason, Emperor Yuan Jing did not hesitate to let Xu Zisheng lead the army to go to war, wanting to take this opportunity to convict Wei Yuan, create a fait accompli, announce it to the world, and make a final conclusion. Even if Xu Zisheng returns, he cannot change this fact.

It's just a pity that Xu Zisheng came back too quickly. In just three days, he defeated the Wushenjiao coalition, and defeated Yan and Jing countries step by step. Even the king of Yan, Nurhejia, was beheaded, which was far beyond the expectations of Emperor Yuan Jing.

"Even so, it is not a reason for you to act recklessly and kill Yuan Aiqing!"

Emperor Yuan Jing's face was livid. He felt that the national fortune of Dafeng had increased, and the pressure on him was even greater. He failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice. Not only did he not dissipate part of Dafeng's national fortune, but he made the luck restraint on his body stronger.

"Oh!"

"Your Majesty, I just said it wrong. Our army was injured 348 people and one died. The military advisor, the Left Censor-in-Chief Yuan Xiong, was as cowardly as a mouse. When the army charged, he fell off his horse and died!"

Xu Zisheng made up nonsense and directly included Yuan Xiong in the list of dead in battle. He also arranged a shameful death for him and did not get any military merit.