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Chapter 1562 Tenth Generation

In the world, the world has changed at the beginning, and the royal family of Daqing was born. When a prince was born, he was thundered and rained heavily.

In the tenth generation, the immortal master reincarnated and reincarnated as the prince of Daqing.

The Qing Dynasty was a small country with a stable area, but the territory was not large. It was adjacent to the Wu Dynasty in the north and the Jurchens in the west. Both the two dynasties were great powers. Because of their mutual constraints, the Qing Dynasty barely protected itself.

However, in the past century, the talents of the Northern Wu Dynasty have withered, and the country has suffered severe declines.

The balance was broken and the Jurchens were the only one, so the Qing Dynasty's situation became more dangerous.

Qing Birth, the tenth generation of the reincarnation of the Immortal Lord, was named by the Emperor Qing Dynasty himself, meaning that a person who could bring vitality to Qing Dynasty was directly named the crown prince after he was born.

After sixteen years of celebration, my birthday grew up. In my memory, the dynasty was in war all year round. Every time my father returned from the army, I was exhausted.

However, even though the Emperor of Qing Kingdom was brave and good at fighting, the Qing Dynasty's territory still decreased day by day, making it difficult to stop the Iron Cavalry of the Jurchen Dynasty.

He celebrated his birthday and practiced martial arts since childhood, and he never stopped every day, in order to one day he could go to battle and kill the enemy and defend his country.

The sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony is coming soon, and Emperor Qingchao deliberately returns from the front line. When he comes back, the flags sway because Qingchao rarely wins a battle.

It seemed as if God had eyes, Qingchao temporarily repelled the Jurchens' invasion. The 16-year-old coming-of-age ceremony for celebrating the birthday was very lively, and the whole country was jubilant.

However, the coming-of-age ceremony for the birthday celebration had just ended, and war reports were heard from the front line again, and the Jurchens made a comeback, with 100,000 troops coming to the city.

In the Qingchao Palace, the Qingchao emperor, who had finally had to put on armor again and lead the imperial army in person.

Before leaving, Emperor Qingchao looked at his grown-up son and said calmly, "Cheng the birthday, you have grown up, and in the future, you must learn to protect our hometown and relatives."

Qingsheng nodded and wrote down his father's words.

The Emperor of Qingchao left and once again led the army to fight in person.

One year, the Emperor of Qing Dynasty went there for a whole year and did not come back. The queen arranged a marriage for the birthday celebration. The daughter of a king of a different surname in the court, named Ji Hui, liked to wear red clothes and was beautiful.

Ji Hui met with the birthday celebration, but she fell in love with her at first sight and agreed to get married without hesitation.

As for celebrating his birthday, he remained silent after knowing his mother's arrangements, nodding but not objecting.

He knew that as the prince of Qing Dynasty, he could not choose some things himself.

The wedding of Qingsheng and Ji Hui came very quickly because the queen hoped that their wedding would bring happiness to Qingguo.

On the day when the two were overjoyed, the palace was full of red and the two newcomers knelt down. Just as the etiquette was about to come, outside the palace, a general covered in blood rushed into the palace on a horse.

In front of the hall, the general rushed into the hall regardless of the road. Looking at the dressed queen in the hall, he knelt down and cried, "Empress, Your Majesty is dead in battle!"

After a word fell, the lively hall suddenly became quiet. The body trembled violently, as if it was a different world.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, there is another last gift." Ji Hui said softly under the red veil.

After celebrating his birthday and returning to God, he looked at the quiet hall and the mother on the main seat. He reached out and pulled off the red silk on his body, walked to the side and picked up the sword, and walked out of the hall.

"General Yun, protect his mother."

After the words came, I rode the general's war horse onto the palace and drove to the outside of the palace.

Three days later, the prince led reinforcements to the front line. The already desperate soldiers guarding the Qing Dynasty saw the Qing Dynasty's banner, and their morale was suddenly shaken, and they burst out with an astonishing desire to survive.

The Jurchen front-line army was violently blocked by the Qing Dynasty soldiers and reinforcements, and retreated again and again.

Celebrating his birthday led a large army to pursue the victory, hoping to annihilate the front-line army of Jurchen in one go.

Just when the Jurchen front-line army was completely defeated, in the rear, iron cavalry rumbled, and the Jurchen support army arrived. The hundred thousand powerful soldiers were like a torrent of iron, and were in full swing.

In front of the army, a woman in white came on a horse. When she approached the battlefield, she slapped her hands and jumped up.

The famous sword opened its head, and a sword shocked the world, stabbed the prince Qingchao in front of him.

The grudges that lasted for ten lifetimes broke out again today. The Jurchen Princess and Prince Qingguo confronted each other for the first time on the battlefield.

The amazing sword shocked everyone, like a flying immortal, making people unable to avoid it.

In front of the Qingchao army, Qingsheng waved his sword and shook the dozen Jurchen soldiers in front of him, staring at the sword flying in front of him, his expression calmed down, and he stepped under his feet, and did not dodge or avoid, and took the sword head-on.

Clam!

The two swords were handed over, and the right arm of Celebration was numb and the feet were taken back half a step.

In the air, the woman in white took advantage of the momentum to change the sword force, and the attack continued without leaving any gap.

Qingsheng sideways to avoid the sword tip and raises his hand to tuck the woman's throat.

The woman in white folded her body, and the two figures passed by each other, with her equally cold face, full of murderous intent.

Three steps away, the woman in white stopped, looked back and rushed out, with a continuous killing move.

Among thousands of troops, two people fought, and the martial arts of the world were even more dangerous at this moment.

The men of Qing Dynasty were brave and good at fighting, and the emperor of Qing Dynasty was like this, and the same is true for Qing Dynasty’s birthday today.

In order to protect Qing Chao behind him, even though he was surrounded by thousands of troops, Qingsheng had no fear on his face.

Behind him, under the impact of the Jurchen army, fewer and fewer soldiers in Qingchao were alive.

Surrounded by thousands of troops, the injuries on Celebrate's body became heavier and worse, and the armor was stained with blood.

"kill!"

Celebrating her birthday shouted angrily, holding a sword in both hands, and shook the woman in front of her.

Ten steps away, the woman in white stopped again and looked at the prince Qingchao ahead, with murderous intent in her beautiful eyes.

"Shoot the arrow!"

Behind, a Jurchen general spoke and said coldly.

When he was about to order, thousands of arrows flew out, densely packed, like a deadly god of death, descending from the sky.

On the battlefield, I looked at the arrows in the sky with blood, my eyes without any fear.

Death, what are you afraid of?

Unfortunately, he can no longer protect the dynasty behind him.

The mother and the son are unfilial!

Thousands of arrows passed through the body, bringing out a dazzling vermilion waterfall, so shocking.

At this time, a woman in a big red wedding dress ran towards her horse in the distance. When she saw the amazing scene in the Jurchen army, her eyes shrank fiercely.

"ah!"

The woman in red roared to the sky in pain, with her beautiful eyes and two drops of blood and tears falling down.

After ten lifetimes of reincarnation, after waiting for ten lifetimes, everything will become empty.

"boom!"

In the sky, thunder was blowing, and heavy rain poured down.

When Prince Qingchao was born, he was accompanied by heavy rain. When he left, it also rained heavily in the sky.

On the battlefield, the birthday celebration with thousands of arrows piercing through the body fell down. The last look back on the world was full of regrets.

Goodbye!

The memories of ten generations quickly retrace. In the world, thousands of troops and horses all became dreams and bubbles. In the void, a terrifying crack appeared, and time seemed to stagnate at this moment.

The great disaster of heaven and earth, sentient beings cry.

At the critical moment of the people, a great figure returned in the void, his plain white clothes were not stained with dust.

The Immortal Lord took action and held the sky with one hand to stop the great disaster of heaven and earth.

And in the distant Northern Immortal Realm, the Lord of Northern Immortal Realm broke through the pass, spreading his hair, his eyes turned blood red, and he roared wildly.

Not far away, a cold curve appeared on the corner of the young man in green, which made people shudder.

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