In April of the year 2932 of the Xuanzhan Calendar, the governor of Fenghai County died unexpectedly, the Shenglan Clan invaded the three states, and the Heitian Clan invaded the imperial capital in large numbers.

Fenghai County is in emergency and is in danger.

In June of the same year, Fenghai County held on alone for nearly two months with the strength of one county. After nearly two months, the northern front line of Fenghai County collapsed. Li Rongyu, the master of Fengxing Palace, died in the battle. Hengxin, the advocate of Silu Gonggong, died in the battle. Yao Tianyan disappeared. Allied forces

There were countless casualties and the army was routed over 200,000 miles.

One day after the defeat in the north, the western theater collapsed, and Kong Liangxiu, the master of the Sword Palace, died on the battlefield.

When hundreds of thousands of people in Fenghai County were in crisis, the seventh son of the Human Emperor, against all opinions and worried about Fenghai, finally came to Fenghai County after breaking through the Heitian clan's numerous blockades.

The seventh prince, with the power of cutting through thorns and thorns, and the force of thunder, led an army of 60 million people from the imperial capital, with the power of the Xuanwu Palace, and the spear of the forty-nine commanders of Dongsheng, sweeping the northern war zone.

Kill the invading Shenglan tribe Tianfeng from the north and seven million enemy cultivators from the two countries, and use the flesh and blood of the Shenglan tribe to erect an indestructible line of defense for the northern war zone.

Wearing the stars and wearing the moon, he personally controlled twenty-seven commanders and one hundred and thirteen generals, led the war cultivators of the human royal capital, and rode on the four-clawed golden dragon to the western front.

Finally collapsed in the Western District, and at the critical moment of life and death for thousands of people in Fenghai County, they tried their best to stop the two great dynasties of the Shenglan clan, Yueling and Yuewu, and even personally took action and severely damaged the two emperors.

The seventh prince was the first human race to fight, not only severely inflicting heavy losses on the two emperors, but also killing more than six million enemies in the western theater.

The blood of the emperor flows, dyeing the sky red. The seventh prince does not care about his own safety, and cooperates with other commanders to display the secret forbidden skills of the human race, seal half of the state, and restrict the spread of the Heitian clan's domain treasure.

In this way, the defeated army in the western theater was saved.

Later, the remnants of the northwest army were integrated and a united front was established. Tens of millions of troops and human monks from Fenghai County were gathered together to guard the border gate of Fenghai County. Three commanders and ten generals were also dispatched to lead some of the war cultivators in the imperial capital and spread throughout Fenghai County.

, wipe out the black-clothed guards and the rebellious forces of various ethnic groups.

The entire Fenghai County was excited by it, and for a moment the demons were trembling with fear, and the evil spirits were frightened!

The evil forces in Fenghai County are gone, and there are signs of peace among the people in the county.

Hundreds of alliances cheered, and thousands of tribes followed.

In July of the same year, after their defeat, the Shenglan tribe launched a general offensive, forming a terrifying army and pressing forward.

The seventh prince has a great talent and a great strategy, and has an excellent method of united warfare. He uses retreat to advance, luring the enemy deep, detonating fires in Yutian Prefecture and Qiling Prefecture, causing countless volcanoes to erupt, shaking the earth and mountains, spreading to Linlan, Taihe, and burning the four prefectures.

place.

Within the four states, there was boundless darkness, except for the eternal fire that continued to surge into the sky and burned for more than a month.

Inside, the Shenglan tribe wailed endlessly and died countless times, finally blocking the Shenglan tribe's invasion.

The news of this victory was passed to the rear of Fenghai County, and all ethnic groups in the territory cheered.

The county magistrate went to court many times, imploring the prince to take charge of the county capital, but was rejected time and time again. Until after this great victory, the prince, with his soldiers in mind, agreed to lead tens of thousands of warriors, and went to the county capital seven days later.

Today is the third day before the prince's departure.

At the border of Qiling Prefecture, a line of defense spread over a million miles based on the trend of the mountains, Xu Qing sat silently on a rock, looking at the distant world.

His appearance is very different from before.

The sword holder's robes had been replaced by broken armor, and his long hair had long been turned into short hair. His whole body was dirty, and the smell of blood filled the air. At the same time, his lips were dry and cracked countless times.

There was even more exhaustion in his eyes.

And following his gaze, the sky was dim and thick smoke was billowing. The once green mountains and green waters, and the warm earth were now pitch black, and there were still residual fires burning.

Amidst the mess, countless charred bones can be seen...

Xu Qing stared at these and remained silent.

It wasn't until a long time ago that footsteps came from behind him, it was Kong Xianglong.

Wearing clothes that were almost the same as Xu Qing's, he was just as tired and lonely. After walking to Xu Qing's side, he sat aside and looked at the world in the distance, with a low and hoarse voice coming from his mouth.

"Xu Qing, you go and rest, I'll change your defense. When I came here, I saw your senior brother, and he asked me to call you to go back quickly."

"The deputy palace master found me in the morning and told me that I would return to the county capital with him in three days. He also mentioned you."

"Shu Lingsi is no longer here, and there is no point in you staying here, so I agreed for you."

Kong Xianglong spoke calmly, his voice was a little numb, and there was no emotion.

Xu Qing stood up silently and looked at the stretching defense lines around him. Most of the people here were former human monks from Fenghai County, and the army from the imperial capital was camped on the second line of defense further away.

After a long time, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze, patted Kong Xianglong's shoulder, took out a bottle of wine and put it aside.

That was most of the pot left after he stayed here for a day and a night.

Kong Xianglong picked up the wine bottle and took a big sip. The moment Xu Qing turned around and left, he suddenly spoke.

"Xu Qing, have you seen that figure..."

Xu Qing closed her eyes to cover the interfering eyes and nodded.

Kong Xianglong was silent, and after a while, a low voice came out

"What do you think of this prince?"

"He is a cruel person." Xu Qing said hoarsely.

He recalled in his mind the collapse of the forbidden magic weapon net in the county, the four-clawed golden dragon descending from the sky, and the figure on it.

"Triggering the fire in the two states, this old man... The Palace Master has already been doing this at the beginning, so he has been settling the human races in the two states, but this prince is so ruthless, he only has victory in his eyes, only fame, and no human life!

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Xu Qing was silent.

"Xu Qing, have you seen the battle report? The great achievements mentioned in it, including seriously injuring two emperors, how can one seriously injure two emperors!"

"And this prince, if he had come earlier that day, even if it was just a stick of incense earlier..." Kong Xianglong laughed miserably and did not continue, but took another big sip of the wine in the flask and asked Xu

Qing waved his hand.

Xu Qing stood there for a long time and left silently.

A month has passed since the Palace Master died in battle.

With the arrival of the seventh prince, the Shuling Division department had no meaning of existence and was forgotten. As for Xu Qing and the original sword holders of the Shuling Division, they were all placed on the battlefield.

After many twists and turns, and after experiencing a series of wars, Xu Qing has personally experienced the seventh prince's behavior.

As long as you win, no matter the cost.

Indeed, as Kong Xianglong said, human life is nothing in his eyes. Even in Yutian and Qiling, most of the ethnic groups and human beings have not yet completely evacuated.

But now that the fighter plane has arrived, he still chooses to detonate the ground fire.

There are indeed a lot of Shenglan tribesmen who died this month, but there are also a lot of human tribesmen.

This is especially true for the western theater of the original Fenghai County.

They are the vanguard in every battle.

Now there are not many left, and they are constantly being broken up and mixed into other legions, and every one of them has been tempered in this war to become an elite soldier in hundreds of battles.

Such as Xu Qing, he and Kong Xianglong also participated many times. Finally, with the care of the deputy palace master and other old people, they managed to avoid several fatal missions in the cruelty of the war. Now they belong to the seventeenth commander of the human imperial capital army.

The third general under his command was assigned to the fourth army.

Responsible for the defense line in this area.

It was dusk now, and the afterglow, infected by the black clouds in the distance, turned brown and fell on Xu Qing's mountain road.

Xu Qing walked in silence until he returned to the military camp built in the valley not far away.

There are hundreds of monks here, all from the human race of the former Western War Zone. Although the number is not large, it is still quite large, but there is not much sound coming out.

Everyone's body is covered with wounds, some are healing, some are meditating, and some are in a daze.

There are also corpses piled up one after another that have not been processed and taken away.

When Xu Qing came, some of them raised their heads and looked at Xu Qing.

Inside there are sword holders, disciples from various sects, and former Shuling Division monks.

Xu Qing also looked at them, and they were silent.

In a tent on the edge of the military camp, Xu Qing saw the captain.

Although he was still in a state of embarrassment and the armor he wore was full of cracks, the captain was in good spirits and his body had long since recovered.

At this moment, he was squatting there, holding a black horn, putting it in his mouth and biting it, as if to test his toughness.

There is also a marching pot with burning crystals on the side. Some meat is stewed in it. Under the sound of sizzling, bursts of aroma are emitted.

"Elder brother, I'm back." Xu Qing walked into the tent.

This tent is the residence of the two of them.

Although the seventh prince was very strict with the war zone, after a large number of sword bearers from the sword bearer palace died in battle, the deputy palace master, together with all the elders of the sword bearer palace, reported to the prince many times, and finally got the prince to agree to the location of the sword bearer and reduce the number of soldiers.

Sects that are serious can withdraw from the battlefield and return to their territory.

But only part of it is agreed to leave, and it needs to be done in batches.

Therefore, Qixuetong, who was seriously injured by Xue Lianzi and most of his disciples were killed or injured, left the battlefield ten days ago as the fourth batch of sect forces.

As the sword holder, the captain did not leave. He was originally responsible for another area near here, but under his control, he was assigned to Xu Qing's place.
To be continued...