As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 433 General Tian, ​​Show Yourself!
"Your Majesty, everything is ready!"

"The Great Treasure Bonds of Qian Yuan will be issued soon in the New Year."

The battlefield ahead is ever-changing, and the soldiers are fighting valiantly.

Meanwhile, in the rear, in every corner of the vast empire, ministers also acted as cogs, keeping the rear running.

The fighting spirit of the soldiers at the front and the talent of the generals directly determine the outcome of the battle.

Behind them lies the underlying logic that underpins a nation's strength: the size of its reserve national power.

The continuous supply of food and manpower is the fundamental reason why a war can continue.

However, their performances are often unremarkable and rarely remembered by history.

The sun set behind the western mountains, and the sky grew dark.

After a period of intense work, only the last Duke Feng Xiaozhong remained in the court and handed a document to Xiao Xinyue, giving a serious report.

"it is good!"

Xiao Xinyue nodded upon hearing this.

In this way, Qian Yuan's logistical supply problem was temporarily solved.

She let out a soft breath, went outside, and looked up at the north.

Feng Xiaozhong followed her closely as they went out the door, and the two of them quietly watched the sun set behind the western mountains.

Feng Xiaozhong licked his lips and kept asking Xiao Xinyue, "Your Majesty... can we really win?"

Qian Yuan suffered too much.

During Xiao Yu's era, the dynasty was old and frail, the national system was collapsing and corrupt, powerful families were exploiting and draining the country, the national strength was weak, the northern border could not defeat the Northern Lie, and rebellions were rising in the south.

Xiao Zhengyang's brief ascension to the throne plunged the country into complete chaos. Warlords carved up the land, wars raged, dynasties changed hands constantly, and countless people lost all hope, leading to mental breakdowns.

Finally, the time has come. After destruction, a new order has been established, and Xiao Xinyue has unified the country.

However, just when everything was in ruins and needed to be rebuilt, the country became mired in the quagmire of the Northern War.

By now, it has been nearly thirty years of turmoil and chaos!
The common people never had a single day of peace.

The land of Qianyuan, a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, has been basically squeezed dry.

With money and food in short supply, the dynasty is issuing credit bonds to the people to continue levying resources...

The people on this land are suffering terribly.

He was Xiao Xinyue's right-hand man, and had handled many materials. He knew how tragic this land was.

How long will this war last?
Can we win this battle?

What if we lose?
The old man was somewhat confused.

Xiao Xinyue seemed to have no reaction to what was said, and simply looked quietly to the north.

The cool winter breeze ruffled a few strands of her hair, and her eyes reflected the vast mountains and rivers in the distance.

Feng Xiaozhong assumed that Xiao Xinyue hadn't heard his melancholy question.

After a while, she suddenly said, "We will win!"

She gently touched her chest, feeling her heart beating within.

Turning to Feng Xiaozhong, she said with a bright, sparkling eye and a carefree smile, "Lord Feng, we have already won."

"what?"

Feng Xiaozhong was taken aback, then his face lit up with joy: "Your Majesty, is there any good news from the front?"

Xiao Xinyue gently shook her head: "No."

Feng Xiaozhong paused again upon hearing this: "Huh?"

Xiao Xinyue smiled, looked north, her eyes gentle: "The sun has set, night has fallen, but after night, dawn will soon break."

"This war is almost over, it's almost over...it's almost over..."

"The ruler of Beilie is also a wise and heroic ruler."

"After this, the world will be unified, and there will be no more wars or conflicts. A golden age will arrive."

She raised her eyebrows and laughed heartily, "How about it... didn't we win?"

The setting sun painted the clouds on the horizon red, creating a dreamlike, blurry effect.

In a daze, Xiao Xinyue seemed to see a unified dynasty where the people lived in peace and prosperity, the laws were strict, and there was no more hunger or cold, and no more bandits running rampant.

In a daze, she also saw herself swearing an oath in blood in front of others.

Regardless of who wins or loses this war... she has already won.

……

"kill!"

The two armies are now facing off, and no further preparation is needed.

War requires decisiveness and swift action.

With a roar from Qin Lou, five thousand Tiger Might soldiers shouted and charged forward wave after wave toward the defensive line formed by Ming Chen's Blood Fiend Army in front of the Qian Yuan camp.

"In that case, let's fight!"

Mingchen is a lazy person who has never liked leaders to take the lead and fight amidst the clash of swords and bloodshed.

A leader’s most important talent is managing and allocating resources, not fighting like a soldier.

Rude, barbaric, and extremely inefficient.

but……

The current situation is somewhat different.

The setting sun was like blood, amidst the clash of swords and the thunder of horses.

The opponents ahead were a heroic king and a group of iron-blooded soldiers.

In that roar that seemed to swallow the heavens and earth, the wild passion hidden deep within people's hearts was also awakened.

"Ow~"

The white wolf raised its head and let out a loud howl.

Its body instantly swelled several sizes, its fangs became sharp, it bit a large knife, and its eyes turned bloodshot.

On the battlefield, it temporarily extinguished its keen intelligence, forgot all fear and tension, reduced the influence of the army's morale on it, and became a pure beast, allowing Mingchen to roam freely.

Seeing the enemy's imposing momentum, charging towards them like tigers descending the mountain.

Mingchen also let out a soft breath, and the Immortal Jade Record in his hand flashed with light.

"General Tian, ​​don't you want to see your old leader? Lend me the law!"

The book in his mind slowly turned a page, and the old general's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

General Tian, ​​please make your appearance!

Using Tian Hong's methods to confront Qin Lou, isn't that also a kind of...

Mingchen may be somewhat romantic, but not much; even passionate clashes must consider reality.

A true, evenly matched battle is the only way to show respect for each other.

Qin Lou on the other side exudes a powerful aura, and the spear in his hand is no ordinary weapon; it can even deflect cannonballs. He seems to be charging forward with cheat codes, and he could probably smash Ming Chen into a pancake with one punch.

If Mingchen just stands there dumbfounded and does nothing, what's the difference between that and hitting a rock with an egg?

Qin Lou has divine weapons, and everyone takes them for granted. Ming Chen will naturally use them too.

It would be foolish not to use the power you have.

Qin Lou led his troops straight towards Ming Chen's Blood Fiend Army, but suddenly his brows furrowed.

In just a moment, he felt that Mingchen's entire aura had changed.

He felt a sense of familiarity.

However, at that very moment, not only Mingchen, but the entire enemy army seemed to change their aura. Mingchen now held a long, fine iron spear, pointing it directly at the battlefield, his voice much calmer: "Warriors, charge with me!"

An invisible force enveloped the entire Blood Fiend Army.

All the soldiers felt their willpower was clear and their breathing was smooth, as if they had inexhaustible strength. Their minds seemed to be connected, and they could feel each other's thoughts. They felt boundless pride and courage.

At the same time, Mingchen felt the momentum of the entire army behind him constantly converging on him. He could feel the soldiers' strong fighting will, and his will was the will of the entire army.

Tian Hong was a general who spent his life in the military, a man of great courage and resilience on the battlefield.

His method is unique; it controls the morale of the army, which is most effective against cultivators.

He can unite the soldiers' will, prevent the army from being defeated by fear and tension, gather the will of the entire army into himself, and maximize his energy.

A united will and an invincible military might can withstand all laws of the world and overcome all obstacles.

As long as his warriors are strong enough, numerous enough, and resilient enough, Mingchen can achieve limitless possibilities.

It wasn't that Mingchen wanted to use Tian Hong's method for a morbid escapism.

Indeed, Tian Hong's strength was perfectly suited for this occasion.

He could also unite the Blood Fiend Army's forces and fight Qin Lou.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

With a command from Mingchen.

In an instant, the entire Blood Fiend Army erupted with a powerful killing intent.

Everyone had sharp eyes and looked like ferocious beasts. If an ordinary person were in front of them, they would probably be so frightened that they would faint, feeling as if they were being torn to pieces by countless savage beasts.

Opposite them, the Tiger Might Army, having fought its way through countless obstacles under Qin Lou's leadership, had breached three lines of defense of the Qian Yuan Army without encountering any resistance. However, this time, facing such a menacing and monstrous army, the soldiers' expressions darkened.

"Come on~"

Mingchen picked up his spear and led his troops in a charge.

The two legions clashed.

The two sides had completely different fighting styles. On Qin Lou's side, the Tiger Might Army's spears and halberds flew, their heavy shields clashing together like an iron wall, and their archers drew their bows to full length, their coordination was skillful and orderly, each doing their assigned task, their momentum like a tiger crushing down, unstoppable. On Ming Chen's side, the Blood Fiend Army had a completely different style. Wielding swords and spears, they charged forward, their murderous aura surging, like a pack of wolves tearing at their prey, trading injury for life, oblivious to pain, never stopping. They were a group of murderous madmen, every attack aimed at vital points, every strike aimed at taking a life, even if they had already had their arms severed, even if they were already covered in blood.

In the clash of weapons.

"when!"

Soldiers against soldiers, against generals.

In the midst of the battle between the two armies, Qin Lou and Ming Chen had already clashed.

"Hahahaha!"

The air on the battlefield was thick with the stench of blood; people were dying every minute and every second.

Swords flashed and blood flowed like a river.

However, Qin Lou simply liked this kind of atmosphere.

In the midst of battle, his mind was clearer than ever before, and his breathing was smoother. Only at this moment did he feel truly alive.

Just as Xiao Xinyue returned herself to Xiao Xinyue at night, even setting aside her identity as a monarch, she was still a woman deeply in love. She loved her sweetheart and was willing to indulge in boundless desire with him.

There's nothing wrong with that; even a king is human, and a wise ruler is human.

Qin Lou simply loves fighting and bloodshed...

This is who he is, regardless of his ambitions or ideals, simply because of his purest essence and purest passion.

Donning the crown and imperial robes, he was an ambitious and dutiful monarch.

But when he is on the battlefield, wearing armor and holding a spear, he abandons his identity as a king and becomes a warrior, releasing his deepest self.

Fight, fight, fight!
Kill kill kill!

The golden Overlord Spear clashed with Mingchen's iron spear.

The seemingly frail scholar was able to withstand Qin Lou's immense strength.

Qin Lou tilted his head back and laughed wildly.

He's enjoying this war.

"Mingchen, let's have another good fight!"

The last time they met was at the martial arts arena in front of the Tiger Palace in Qingcang City, where they had a duel.

Mingchen didn't hold back, and Qin Lou had a great time.

Time passed, battlefields crisscrossed, and the two faced each other once again.

This time, he's going to have a good time!
Mingchen parried the opponent's powerful attack, and simply smiled and replied, "That is indeed my wish, but I dare not ask."

He was lazy and didn't practice martial arts as diligently as his older sister.

However, he was gifted and intelligent, and killed many people in the war against the Xiongnu, using the war to hone his martial arts skills, so his martial arts were actually quite good.

Furthermore, by borrowing Tian Hong's methods, they were able to confront Qin Lou head-on without being at a disadvantage.

"Humph!"

"Stop using those flowery phrases!"

"watch out!"

The wind howled, and the cold light was biting. The two people were moving so fast that only a few afterimages could be seen.

However, their styles are different.

Qin Lou's approach is one of domineering arrogance, bold and unrestrained, using power and force to suppress others.

Mingchen, on the other hand, is exquisite and agile, his attacks are impenetrable, elegant and unrestrained, and each attack is full of imagination.

Every move Qin Lou made was full of power—thrusting, parrying, thrusting, blocking… each attack carried a chilling wind pressure, its momentum terrifying. Ming Chen, however, remained fearless, deflecting Qin Lou's attacks each time and seizing opportunities to counterattack, his moves agile and unpredictable.

Martial arts are a condensation of willpower, and at times, they also reflect a person's character traits.

"kill!"

"Rush!!"

Qin Lou and Ming Chen started fighting.

The elite forces of both sides clashed and fought fiercely.

Meanwhile, behind the Tiger Might Legion, a dark mass of Northern Fierce soldiers formed a military formation and, under the leadership of their respective generals, charged towards the Qian Yuan main army camp from all directions.

This is the decisive battle; His Majesty personally led the elite army into battle.

Of course, the others couldn't just sit idly by either.

As Qin Lou continued his assault on cities and defeated enemies, the generals gathered their remaining forces and launched a general offensive against Qian Yuan.

"Gentlemen, heed my command."

"Qian Yanchen, you lead your three thousand men to break through from the left flank. Under no circumstances should the Northern Lie army be allowed to break through our main formation!"

"Yes!"

"Song Ming, you take five thousand men and do your utmost to protect Lord Ming. Provide support if necessary!"

"Yes!"

“Zhang Xiaocheng, you…”

Meanwhile, Ling Yu, as the commander-in-chief of the entire army, was also coordinating the resources of the entire army, directing the troops in a tense and meticulous manner, and taking overall control of the situation to resist the enemy's all-out offensive.

Both sides dispatched countless troops to converge at Liuxia Mountain for battle.

Now the Northern Fierce Army has attacked the heart of the Qian Yuan Army, and a desperate battle is needed here as well.

(End of this chapter)