C8 great change of wind and cloud

In the blink of an eye, three years had passed. During this long and short period of time, countless things could be changed in the human world. Life and death, the silent cycle of life and death, no one could change this eternally unchanging law.

Three years of time could change the fate of a dynasty, and could even determine his survival. In these three years of time, the world had undergone a tremendous change.

The Central Plains was a place where every military power would fight for it. Some people called it "The one who gains the Central Plains will rule the world." No matter which generation it was, as long as they had ambition, as long as they wanted to rule the world by themselves, they would choose to control this small place. Because this place was the center of the entire world and had developed transport, it was suitable for military operations. Every year, the imperial government would send out a large amount of troops to guard this place.

Meanwhile, the capital city of the Northern Song Dynasty was located right in the center of the Central Plains. Even though it was heavily guarded and had a large number of imperial guards stationed here, there were still many man of the jianghu that would gather here.

Since more than ten years ago, when Yang Ye's golden beach had been completely destroyed, in the entire Great Song, other than the remnants of its power that could fight against the Liao Family, only Yang Ye's sworn brother, his old subordinate Murong Liantian, could contend against it.

The government officials were only interested in ganging up on old traitors and embezzlement, plotting against each other all day long, while some of the younger officials were bent on getting promoted to become rich so that they could collude with the old traitors and attack them together.

Right now, the Song Dynasty only had an empty shell left. The people complained and complained. The monarch didn't go to court early, and he accompanied the song every night. The mountains were on the verge of collapse. The Liaoning Army's force was like a hot knife through butter as it invaded the Song Dynasty. In the martial arts world, there were many criminals gathered in the city. Recently, the evil sects had made use of this chaos to re-emerge in the martial arts world. They had gathered in every corner of the Central Plains. Some big and small gangs were also restless, wanting to get a piece of the cake in this chaotic world.

From time to time, a scout would come to report back, but the results were the same. If the Jadegate Mountain Pass wasn't lost, then the Tiger Jail would be broken. There were countless other things like that.

The people were suffering, the heroes cried. Although the Chu Clan could kill the Qin, how could there be an empty country with no one in the world!

The mysterious organization Green Forest League who had been hiding at the borders of Song Liao also took advantage of the moment when Song Jun was being forced to retreat and relax to sneak into the Central Plains to make preparations for advancing into the Central Plains Wulin on a large scale in the future.

Rivers and lakes are chaotic, rivers and mountains are shaking, when is peace day?

At this time, on the battlefield, a fifty year old Great General was brandishing a large blade, leading the heroes of the Great Song Empire to engage in a desperate battle with the Liao Army, and had bled his last drop of blood in order to protect his home.

The great general looked at his fellow citizens beside him who were risking their lives one by one as they fell down, staring at the army with bloodshot eyes. The great general faced the sky with his huge blade and heroically shouted, "The warriors of the Great Song Empire, for the sake of our homeland, for the sake of our family, for the sake of the people of Dawn living in deep flames, I vow to use the last drop of my blood to expel these dog doors from us and kill them for me …"

As he said that, he swung his sword down forcefully, and the sound of the horn rang out once again. The soldiers charged towards the enemy with furious roars. The sound of the horn and the battle cries gathered together and echoed throughout the battlefield.

After countless struggles, the war finally came to an end. The Liaoning army was forced to retreat thirty li away.

Looking at the battlefield littered with corpses, everyone sighed in their hearts. However, no one said a word, they only quietly watched everything, silently praying for these undead who had sacrificed their lives to protect their country.

An intense battle had finally returned to peace. However, what followed would be an even more intense battle …