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Chapter 411 The Young Singer's Journey 80
The martial arts world and the battlefield are different.
Even if your martial arts skills have reached a state of perfection, surpassing everyone present and able to defeat everyone, you still can't defeat anyone.
The swords in your hands will dull in the fight, your body will be injured and bleed, and your inner strength will eventually be exhausted.
Meanwhile, enemy soldiers surge towards you like a tidal wave, wave after wave, endlessly, until they completely overwhelm you.
So what if he's a sword immortal?
So what if it's a carefree heavenly realm?
You can kill ten, a hundred, or a thousand, but can you possibly kill ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or a million?
Every human being will die.
The mortal body has an end.
No matter how powerful you are, you will eventually be worn down by these endless battlefields.
Before stepping onto the battlefield, Li Hanyi, Zhao Yuzhen, Xie Xuan, and others were full of confidence, believing that they were very capable and could turn the tide of the battle, leading Beili to a swift victory.
However, it was only when they were actually on the battlefield that they finally understood the cruelty of war.
It was far more terrifying than the Demonic Cult's Eastern Expedition twelve years ago.
Back then, each of them, with just a sword, was able to hold off the demonic sect's massive army.
Now, they are facing an army of hundreds of thousands from the Southern Kingdom.
Despite the fear that filled the soldiers' eyes as they looked at them, and the fact that they often met their end in a single encounter, the soldiers seemed endless, continuing to wave their weapons and launch attacks on them wave after wave.
On their path to fame, they inevitably stained their hands with blood, but none of them had ever killed so many people.
Even though they were the ones wielding swords to slay the enemy, they were involuntarily gripped by fear, and even their hands holding the swords began to tremble.
Terrified!
The former high spirits and domineering ambition have vanished without a trace, leaving only endless fear and bewilderment.
There are many masters in the Southern Martial Arts World, including a sword master who is as famous as the Northern Sword Immortal.
Top experts such as Zhaiyue Jun, the number one sword immortal of the Southern Martial Arts, Tantai Po, the sword immortal, and Xiaotianzi all joined the battle and took the initiative to confront Li Hanyi, Zhao Yuzhen, and Xie Xuan.
The two sides were evenly matched, and after fighting with all their might, they almost ended up losing both.
If even the three sword immortals were in such a state, then the younger generation, including Lei Wujie, Tang Lian, and Sikong Qianluo, were naturally in an even worse situation.
In just a few days, they were covered in wounds. If Hua Jin hadn't been there to provide emergency treatment, they probably would have died on the battlefield.
Looking at the severely injured crowd, Xiao Se could no longer suppress his impulse.
His injuries prevented him from personally fighting on the battlefield, but he could contribute his strength in another way.
Having made up his mind, Xiao Se took Ye Ruoyi directly to General Ye Xiaoying and stated his purpose in a straightforward manner.
Although Ye Xiaoying, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, did not need to personally charge into battle, he was accidentally shot by an arrow from a Southern Archer during yesterday's observation of the battle. His injury was serious, and he was almost unable to get up.
He was troubled by this, wondering who should temporarily take over command of the overall situation.
Logically speaking, besides him, there are only two people who can rightfully command the Langya Army: Xiao Lingchen and Xiao Se.
Xiao Lingchen and Xiao Se, one is Xiao Ruofeng's son and the other is Xiao Ruofeng's nephew and apprentice. Both are rare talents in military command and are the most suitable candidates.
However, Xiao Ruofeng's accusation of treason has not yet been cleared, which means that Xiao Lingchen is still a criminal and cannot openly take command of the military.
Upon seeing Xiao Se, Ye Xiaoying was overjoyed. He immediately summoned his subordinates and announced loudly, "I am currently seriously injured and unable to continue commanding the battle. Prince Yong'an is exceptionally intelligent and skilled in both literature and martial arts, making him undoubtedly the most suitable candidate. What do you all think?"
After speaking, Ye Xiaoying's gaze swept over the crowd below, awaiting their response.
However, to the surprise of both Ye Xiaoying and Xiao Se, after a brief exchange of glances, the generals below seemed to reach a tacit understanding, and the atmosphere in the arena suddenly changed.
A sudden sense of foreboding welled up in Ye Xiaoying's heart.
Just then, a general stepped forward and spoke frankly: "We should obey the General's orders, but although the Prince of Yong'an has been pardoned by His Majesty, he has not yet performed the rites at the Imperial Ancestral Temple and been reinstated in the Imperial Genealogy. Therefore, his title is not legitimate and he cannot convince the people. How can he be entrusted with the important task of commanding the three armies?"
Ye Xiaoying has been in command of the army for over twenty years, and he has always been decisive and his word is law.
He originally thought that after he proposed that Xiao Se temporarily take over as commander, the generals below would agree without hesitation and bow down in obeisance.
Unexpectedly, he was rejected outright, and immediately felt embarrassed, staring intently at the person who had spoken.
But he did not immediately lash out. Instead, he suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice, "Then, in your opinion, who in the army is capable of this position?"
The man took a deep breath, knelt down without hesitation, and replied, "Naturally, it is His Highness the Crimson King."
Ye Xiaoying's eyes widened in anger, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was completely shattered.
He had just vaguely sensed that this person might have already sided with Xiao Yu, but he still held onto a sliver of hope.
But reality shattered his illusions.
"Very well!" Ye Xiaoying laughed angrily, glancing at the silent generals, and said sternly, "He said that His Highness the Crimson King is most suitable to command the three armies. Do you all think so too?"
The group looked at each other in bewilderment. After a brief exchange, they all knelt down and answered in unison, "We support His Highness the Crimson King in taking command of the three armies."
"You—" Ye Xiaoying was so angry that he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had no time to worry about himself. He grabbed Xiao Se and roared at the generals, "Don't forget, Prince Yong'an is a disciple of Prince Langya. Apart from the young Prince Langya, he is the most legitimate and suitable person to take over the Langya Army!"
Seeing Xiao Se's pale face and how he staggered when Ye Xiaoying suddenly pulled him, the generals' resolve to support Xiao Yu only strengthened.
"General, His Highness the Crimson King was originally the military supervisor. Now that you are seriously injured and unable to manage affairs, it is only reasonable for His Highness the Crimson King to take over the Langya Army. Please reconsider, General." The crowd said in unison.
Ye Xiaoying looked at them, his anger mixed with an unconcealable sorrow: "Why did you choose the Crimson King?"
A fleeting look of guilt crossed everyone's faces, but their expressions quickly hardened.
why?
Is that even a question?
Twenty years ago, they fought bloody battles and risked their lives to help the Prince of Langya win the throne, only to have it easily handed over to his elder brother.
They were just a tiny bit away from achieving the merit of following the emperor.
Ultimately, due to the Prince of Langya's humility, he became the target of Emperor Mingde's suppression because he was wary of the Prince of Langya.