Chapter 315 Sauvignon Blanc 72
When Xiaoyao was taken to the Xiyan military camp by Xuan, Ling Xi immediately thought of what Xuan was planning.

However, if Xuanxuan thought that a little Yao could make her back off, then she was thinking too soft-heartedly.

They are both ambitious people, and both want to unify the wilderness. No one can stop her.

In the next three years, the Hao Ling Army, under the leadership of Ling Xi and Rushou, advanced step by step towards Xiyan, and the cities fell into the hands of Hao Ling again and again.

Even if Emperor Xuan led the army in person, he was unable to recover the lost city.

In just three years, Xiyan had lost one third of its cities, and was still losing more.

The battlefield of the two armies was also pulled to the Central Plains, approaching the center of the Central Plains, Chenyi City and Chenrong Mountain.

The result of the confrontation between Hao Ling and Xi Yan left everyone dumbfounded. No one had expected that Xi Yan's elite army would not be able to fight back when facing Hao Ling's army, and were forced to retreat continuously by Hao Ling's army.

This battle made everyone in the Great Wilderness realize the strength of Hao Ling’s army.

At the same time, Rushou, the main general, became famous, and the archery battalion led by Fangfeng Yiying also made people realize that the strength of the number one archer in the wilderness should not be underestimated.

After taking over the city that originally belonged to Xi Yan, Ling Xi promulgated a new law of governance.

These things should be done sooner rather than later. After all, it is not easy to change the way a place is governed.

It is most appropriate to introduce a new governance system when the city has just been captured and the people are still in awe of Hao Ling.

In addition, high-yield and high-quality varieties and various skills were also introduced. Once the people became accustomed to them and realized the benefits, new reforms became much easier.

The Xiyan Army encountered many problems during these three years. First of all, Yujiang and Chishuixian, who were originally generals of Xiyan, were killed in battle, leaving them without two men who had excellent leadership abilities and were loyal to Xixuan.

Secondly, Tushan Jing's shop was closed. Although Tushan did not stop supplying military funds to the Xiyan Army, the amount was not as generous as before. Therefore, Xuan had to transfer military funds from Xiyan's treasury, which caused dissatisfaction among Xiyan's officials.

Once again, Xiyan lost to Haoling again and again, and many cities were captured by Haoling. The officials in the court were dissatisfied with the fact that Dixuan took the initiative to attack Haoling three years ago. Now they are even more resentful of Dixuan as the king. They have begun to doubt whether supporting Dixuan as the king of Xiyan is the right thing to do.

Haoling Military Camp.

Everyone sat together, Ling Xi sat at the head, followed by Rushou and others. They all had sparkling eyes and looked calm and composed.

The three years of fighting had transformed everyone, because after so many life and death experiences on the battlefield, they had become true warriors.

Ling Xi smiled slightly, looked at everyone, and said in a clear voice full of hope:
"Everyone, we are about to arrive at Chenyi City. This is where our decisive battle will take place. We will definitely win this battle and leave all the Xiyan troops behind."

Everyone stood up, with a determined and ardent light in everyone's eyes. They clasped their fists and said in unison: "I obey your command."

Two days later, the two armies faced off at Chishui.

There was silence on both sides of the Chishui River, with only the silver flag of Hao Ling and the black flag of Xi Yan facing each other, swaying in the wind and making rustling sounds.

Ling Xi was wearing silver armor and had sharp eyes. He looked at Xuan Xuan, who was wearing black armor opposite him. Their eyes met from a distance, sparks flew, and murderous intent arose.

Oh, I didn't mention that the commander of Xiyan's army is not Chishui Fenglong, because Chishui Fenglong was captured by Ruo Shou in a battle a year ago, and is now locked up in Hao Ling's tent. In this battle, both Xuan and Ling Xi know what this battle represents.

It represents the ownership of the Great Wilderness and who will be the ultimate master of the Great Wilderness.

Xuanxuan spoke slowly, and his voice, wrapped in spiritual power, spread throughout the battlefield: "Ah Xi, I really don't want to fight with you."

Ling Xi tightly gripped the Ci Guang Sword in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes rose arrogantly with a bit of spiritual power.

Her voice was also heard throughout the battlefield: "How about King Xiyan submitting a letter of surrender? This war can be avoided and there will be fewer casualties. How do you think?"

Xuanxuan's expression froze. That was not what he meant.

Xuanxuan's dark pupils rolled like thick ink, rolling with endless malice, and continued:

"Back then, Xiyan and Chenrong were at war, and my father Zhongyi was trapped. My aunt, Xiyan's Great Princess, begged King Haoling to send troops for help, but King Haoling ignored his relationship with my aunt and his brotherhood with my uncle, as well as their help to him, and refused to send troops to help my father, causing my father and many Xiyan soldiers to die in the battle. I will avenge this."

If King Hao Ling had sent troops to help his father, his mother would not have committed suicide for love, his grandmother could have lived a few more years, his aunt would not have had to go to the battlefield, and he and Xiao Yao would not have become fatherless and motherless children, would not have been separated for hundreds of years, and would not have suffered so much.

Many Xiyan soldiers present had heard about this incident, and they also knew that after that the Queen of Xiyan divorced King Haoling and returned to Xiyan with the little princess. In the end, she went to the battlefield and died together with Chichen.

Hearing this, Ling Xi raised his eyebrows.

Is Xuan trying to attract hatred by saying this?

Ah Nian, who was standing by, suddenly became irritable and said angrily, "He is talking nonsense."

Ruoshou held Anian back and said with a bitter face, "Little Ancestor, please keep your voice down."

Ling Xi stopped An Nian and looked at Xuan with an expressionless, even cold face.

If you want to attract hatred, you have to see if you can do it.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a tiny arc. She looked arrogant and proud, like a dangerous and thorny rose.

She replied with her spiritual power: "Xiyan Xuan, was what happened back then really just my fault? The war with Chen Rong was started by your grandfather who was too ambitious and greedy. It was your grandfather who sent your father to the battlefield. It was your grandfather who allowed his favorite concubine to murder Queen Weizu's child. It was your grandfather who forced Princess Xiyan to go to the battlefield.

If your grandfather hadn't started the war, your father, mother, grandmother, and aunt might not have died. Instead of hating the culprit who caused all this, you hate your master who raised you, protected you, and taught you for hundreds of years. Xiyan Xuan, you are really ungrateful!"

The voice containing spiritual power spread throughout the battlefield and even further.

It has to be said that the impact of Ling Xi's words was extremely great.

What a stunning woman Xiling Weizu was in her past, but in the end, her three sons and one daughter all died. She locked herself in the palace, and she and King Xiyan would never see each other again. All this was caused by King Xiyan's preference for his concubine over his wife and his fondness for his empress Tongyu.

Not to mention, he also took the initiative to provoke a war with Chen Rong, which led to the destruction of Chen Rong's country.

Now, Xuan has become the second King of Xiyan. He invaded Haoling, but he still tried to cover up the truth of the invasion in the name of revenge.