I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

In the palace.

Tang Zheng was busy reviewing memorials in the imperial study.

The memorials sent from all provinces of the Yuan Dynasty filled the desk and even piled up into a small mountain on the open space.

Ever since the seven dynasties formed an alliance, countless memorials have been flying into the capital like snowflakes.

He worked day and night, and exhausted all his energy, but even so, the number of memorials he submitted every day continued to increase.

When Tang Yu stepped into the imperial study and saw this scene, he was shocked and worried.

If my father continues like this every day, he will definitely have health problems in the long run.

"Father, my son is back."

Tang Zheng just looked up at him, said something casually and continued to work hard.

It's not that he doesn't want to drink and talk with Tang Yu and develop a father-son relationship, but the current war situation really doesn't allow him to spare any attention to do other things.

Seeing this, Tang Yu did not say anything to disturb them, but just stood aside silently.

After a full hour, Tang Zheng temporarily stopped writing, stood up and left the desk.

Coincidentally, at this moment Wu Qian also brought in a bowl of nourishing medicine. After seeing Tang Yu, an undisguised look of joy appeared on her face.

"Yu'er!"

Tang Yu hurried forward and saluted.

"I've met my mother."

Ever since Tang Yu went to the front line, Wu Qian, as a mother, has been worried about him all the time.

After learning about the coalition of seven dynasties, her heart was in suspense for a moment, and she only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Tang Yu returning safely.

The family of three rarely reunited and sat together chatting.

But conversations among the royal family could never avoid those topics, and as they went on, the conversation turned to the alliance of the seven dynasties.

Now the coalition forces of the seven dynasties have stationed a million troops on the front lines of the two armies. I am afraid that within half a year, they will launch an attack.

Tang Zheng didn't want to think about the scene at that time, nor did he dare to think about it.

"Yu'er, have you ever met your master before coming back to the palace?"

Tang Zheng ate the pastry that Wu Qian brought to his mouth and asked.

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu nodded, indicating that he had already gone to meet the Taoist Master.

"Did Dao Zun say anything about this matter?"

Tang Zheng immediately asked, eager to know what Yan Xiu was thinking.

Tang Yu cleared his throat and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Master said, just do what you are told to do. If the sky falls, Master will be there to hold it up."

"it is good!"

After hearing this, Tang Zheng's eyes lit up and he slammed the table, scattering the tea and cakes all over the floor.

After getting the answer he wanted, the depression that had lingered on his face for a long time suddenly disappeared, and he regained his spirits.

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October.

Frontline battlefield.

A huge army has gathered on the vast plain.

Standing on a high place and looking into the distance, what you see is a dark mass that stretches endlessly to the ends of your sight.

The troops of the seven dynasties plus all kinds of support supplies in the rear, the battle line stretched for thousands of miles. Looking down from the sky, it looked like a colony of ants moving slowly in all directions.

This kind of scene is unprecedented.

On the other hand, the Yuan Dynasty had only 200,000 troops, and the army tents were only spread out over a few dozen miles. The disparity in numbers between the two was enough to make people feel despair.

Tang Yu was wearing a magical armor and had a sharp blade hanging from his waist. He had returned to the battlefield half a month ago.

"Report! Fifty thousand troops from Qianzhou are coming to support the battlefield!"

At this time, a soldier came to report the news.

Tang Yu waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

Behind him stood a row of generals, all of them had serious expressions and frowned brows.

In the past, an army of 50,000 would have been enough to turn the tide of the war, but now it would only be 50,000 more mutilated corpses.

"Your Highness, now that the two armies are facing each other, a war is about to begin. It would be better for Your Highness to return to the capital. If a fight breaks out, I'm afraid we will be unable to protect your safety."

The general who said this did not feel that he had offended the prince at all.

After all, their ability to come to the front line has already shown that they have long disregarded life and death and are ready to die on the battlefield at any time.

Tang Yu burst into laughter and turned his head to glance at the generals.

"Don't worry, fellow soldiers. We will surely win this battle!"

Some people shook their heads after hearing this, wondering if the prince was so scared that he had lost his mind.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the current situation. When the attack horns of the Seven Dynasties’ armies are sounded, it will be the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty’s crushing defeat.

At this time, someone suddenly asked: "Your Highness is so confident, I wonder if Dao Zun is ready to take action?"

When these words were spoken, many people were moved, including Ding Honghua.

As someone who had personally witnessed how Junior Brother Daozun used two talismans to summon golden-armored warriors to defeat the Taicang Iron Cavalry, he had long regarded Yan Xiu as an immortal who had descended from the fairyland.

After all, Dao Zun had intervened in the battle of Ningzhou, so he couldn’t just sit back and watch as the alliance of seven dynasties attacked.

Tang Yu didn't say anything.

Although he knew that his master would definitely take action, he didn't know how Yan Xiu would turn the tide and save the Yuan Dynasty from collapse.

But facing the hopeful eyes, Tang Yu couldn't bear to disappoint them, so he could only say: "Father and Dao Zun have their own plans for this matter, so please wait and see."

Faced with Tang Yu's ambiguous answer, no one had any expectations.

half a month later.

Tang Yu leaned his hands on the table and discussed the battle situation with several generals beside him.

The gap in strength between the two armies is now huge. Unless the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty can fight ten enemies at once, there is no hope of victory in this battle.

"The Seven Dynasties' army already has a million people. Why don't they attack? Are they worried about something?"

Someone asked a question that seemed strange to them all.

"In my opinion, the coalition forces of the seven dynasties definitely want to defeat us with their absolute advantage and crush the confidence of the Yuan Dynasty."

Ding Honghua, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

Although the news that the Seven Dynasties Alliance's million-strong army was approaching the border had already spread throughout the Yuan Dynasty, the fighting had not really started after all, and many people still held on to a glimmer of hope.

The Dao Master has not made any move yet, so everything is subject to change.

At this moment, a deep and loud horn sounded suddenly from outside the tent.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, thinking that it was the coalition forces of the Seven Dynasties attacking, and hurried out of the tent.

When they arrived at the lookout, they found that the opposing army showed no signs of attacking.

Just when Tang Yu was wondering if there was a trick, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a lone rider slowly running towards him in the distance.

When he got within ten feet of it, he realized that it was just a horse with no one on it.

A sharp-eyed general spotted a piece of silk on the horse's back, jumped down and took the thing back.

The horse seemed very smart. After the thing on its back was taken away, it turned around and ran back to its own camp.

When the general presented the silk to Tang Yu, he flew into a rage and tore it into pieces.