Chapter 277: The river is boundless, the country is bloodied!

Cham Cham sky, dark clouds press the top.
In an instant.
Jinling River, the center.
This magnificent, picturesque corner of the country is like being sprinkled with a layer of sticky ink, from the south of the south bank, all the way north, until it swallows the elite division of the Chinese royal family.
There is no wind and thunder.
There was no downpour, and it came one after another.
Only a sword Qingfeng unsheathed, as if dreaming back to the ancient battlefield.
There are knives and guns as dense as forests colliding with each other tragically, there are thousands of troops and horses trampling through the glacier, and there is the sad scene of the beacon in the Central Plains and the bones of the mountains.
Hunting in the yellow sand, the frontier of the desert.
One will succeed.
"Hey!"
Reopen the dark clouds to see the sun and the moon.
Ning Xuanyuan slashed with a sword, and the vast sky, like a drapery that was forcibly torn apart, instantly split into two.
The red sun behind the dark clouds.
It shines again.
At the same time, a long pillar of sword energy, starting from the birthday banquet, traverses the two sides of Jinling, wherever the sword's front goes, it is like a splendid starry sky of fireworks.
Within a few miles, there is a vast river.
Blood stained the country.
"This……"
Huaying looked at the Jinling River in despair, the first batch of 200,000 elite teachers from the Hua royal family, standing there, one after another, chilling.
This, what the is this masterpiece?
With one sword breaking through the sky, at least three thousand soldiers were implicated. They were not simply killed in battle, but directly turned into blood mist, with no bones left.
The two armies faced each other and the distance was limited.
However, this sword was handed out, and it flattened most of the vanguard team of the Hua royal family on the spot. A layer of abrupt blank area was constantly rolling in red waves.
shocking.
The pores are horrified.
Not to mention the well-experienced Huaying, who has never seen this thrilling and scene in her life for 70 years, even Qin Lie, Gu Zhengqing, and many members of the royal family on the scene are the first to appreciate it.
"Have your Hua family seen a real battlefield?"
A few words.
No one responded.
Hua Ying froze on his scalp and exploded on the spot. Before he let go of his hand, he had a mental breakdown. At the same time, he collapsed under the command of the Hua royal family and the so-called elite divisions integrated with other royal families.
As the saying goes, cultivating soldiers can be used for a thousand days.
However, for the first time on the expedition, before he had time to demonstrate his terrifying combat effectiveness, he encountered the strongest troupe in the country. How could he fight this?
"The team that came ashore in Jinling, no, dare not come down."
The situation was urgent, and a member of the royal family almost bit the bullet and told Huaying.
Hua Ying's eyes were dizzy, and her expression was wrong.
Two collisions, one sword broke the formation.
The first batch of vanguards was almost beaten to the air, and the hundreds of thousands of troops who swam ashore on the Jinling River refused to fight stage fright. In fact, it is understandable.
It's just that Huaying is not reconciled.
Raising soldiers for more than ten years, fighting hard every day, endlessly, and in the end, will they be so casual? Damn, he shrank and didn't dare to end, this...
"His."
A cold breath rose from the bottom of Huaying's heart.
He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Ning Xuanyuan, and then at Hua Yunfei, who was suspended in the air a little further away, with many deaths and few lives, and his heart fell into a complicated situation.
This is really shooting himself in the foot.
In fact, compared to Huaying, the three elderly people who have been sitting in Yanjing all the year round, the mood at this moment is more complicated.
...
National capital.
The inner courtyard, the highest-level conference hall.
The three old people with gray hair, sitting in different postures, were speechless.
The old man, who was slightly younger on the left, simply opened a book, raised half of his glasses, bent his head, and silently flipped through the book in front of him.
The old man with all white hair opposite him held a cup of tea and blew the tea back and forth several times, only to smell the tea fragrance, but he did not take a sip.
Right in front of the long table.
The last old man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and standing with his hands behind.
At this moment, he stared at the beautiful pictures of mountains and rivers hanging on the wall.
Unlike the one of the Wuxie Association, this picture of mountains and rivers not only covers the current area of ​​the country, but also the disputed borders beyond the nine national gates.
"In the name of the inner court, a notice was issued to the effect that the spring martial arts exercise scheduled for this year in Jinling ended successfully. At the same time, I would like to thank other civil corps for participating in this martial arts exercise."
For a long time, the old man in the tunic suit turned his back to the two, and said.
After he finished speaking, he shook his head again, his tone was obviously resentful, "If we make such a big noise, in the end we have to three of us, so I would rather wipe his butt
butt."
The remaining two old people did not talk to each other.
After all, the next conversation will be the top priority and will also formally set the tone for Ning Sheng's future career.
"After he comes back, shall we discuss it carefully?"
The old man holding tea, drew out a hand to smooth the gray hair around his ear, and continued, "No accident, this kid Ning Sheng has dealt with Jinling's affairs, and it is time to return to Yanjing."
"When he comes back, he will be very passive. Let's target it in advance."
The old man in tunic suit whose real name is Zhao Gongxin shook his head and said in denial.
The turmoil in Jinling is the biggest hidden danger that can be caused by little trouble, and it will hurt the muscles and bones. It has already been pointed at Yanjing. At present, all the local forces are waiting.
Wait for Ning Sheng to enter Beijing.
The outside world only knows the strength of Ning Sheng, but they don't know that this is the dark chess of the inner courtyard, and the authority in his hand is shocking.
If you leave it alone, there will be more troubles.
"At present, the nine vassal generals guarding various places have all returned to Beijing, and according to my attitude, one person is in charge of a country." Zhao Gongxin said slowly.
A seemingly simple sentence hides mystery behind it.
This is a determination to evade the current power of the Jiumen Governor. As long as it is implemented, the Jiumen Governor will become a vacant position. Regardless of its influence or dominance, it will be worsening and worse.
With reference to the previous two terms, this time can be regarded as a special case, and it was the first time in the world. Even though the situation was stabilized in the later period, did Ning Sheng become the first governor to be taken down?
"You talk, I'll go for a walk."
The old man reading the book silently all the way, suddenly removed his glasses, covered the book, and clamped it under his arm, then took a slow pace and prepared to leave.
Zhao Gongxin looked complicated.
This gentleman, a drifting dual elder, has always taken care of Ning Sheng a lot, and now he supports Ning Sheng's decision in disguise, abolished the martial arts association, and pulled the royal family off the altar.
"Ning Sheng saved your life back then. I want to know whether your current position is mixed with personal emotions?" Zhao Gongxin asked.
The dual elder who was about to disappear, stopped in place for a long time, and left a sentence, "Many years ago, Ning Sheng asked me a question, which was interesting at the time. Now that I want to come, he was preparing for it very early."
Ning Sheng asked, are all beings in the world really as tiny as dust?
The lights of the world.
The stars in the sky.
Whoever uses hard-working hands to compose this beautiful mountain and river, who is the real master, how can it be said that they are insignificant dust?
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