Countless people flowed north, including the army, people from various major forces, and people from the Jianghu who came for various reasons.
It is majestic, mighty and irresistible.
Li Daoqiang glanced at the city, and under the gaze of countless people, openly and secretly, he stepped into the void and disappeared to the north.
Northern Expedition.
The true meaning of these two words is never the flow of people, but the Northern Expedition that belongs to him alone.
As he left, Black Dragon City seemed to have finally calmed down.
In front of the side hall of Black Dragon Hall.
Huang Xuemei looked to the north, where Li Daoqiang disappeared.
Behind her are the three daughters of Murong Qiudi.
The faces were all solemn.
They all know that this is the most critical battle in Black Dragon City.
It's done, Black Dragon City will dominate the world.
If defeated, I'm afraid we can only be trapped in the Song Dynasty.
Compared with last year's Lin'an War, this one is more important and more dangerous.
"Okay, everyone should perform their duties. If anyone makes any omissions, don't blame me for being ruthless." Huang Xuemei said coldly.
The three women behind him didn't say anything and dispersed.
Now that Li Daoqiang has left, the Administrative Palace has assumed the core role. There are many things and they are very important.
Huang Xuemei is the leader, and even the person who supervises the three of them.
'I don't know what happened, but you'd better not let me catch you. I won't pamper you mercilessly.'
A cold voice came into Zhao Min's ears. Zhao Min paused slightly, lowered his eyes, and left in silence.
Huang Xuemei glanced at her and said nothing more.
His eyes turned to the north again, and a trace of unnoticeable worry emerged.
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February 15th is a day destined to be remembered by the world.
Even if the news has not spread immediately, everyone who is paying attention knows that the Northern Expedition in Black Dragon City has begun.
There are all kinds of emotions, all waiting for the news.
At the same time, various armies and forces from all major forces were ready to attack one after another, moving all the way north.
Except for the Jin Kingdom, Liao Kingdom, and Xixia, which were deliberately bypassed, the banner of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty began to retreat continuously in every inch of the northern land.
Of course, the land in the north is huge, and it will take some time to completely drive out the Mongolian and Yuan banners, even if there are a large number of martial arts people there.
This period of time was also the time for Li Daoqiang and Meng Yuan to decide the winner.
On February 17, Li Daoqiang came to a place outside the pass close to the Ming Dynasty.
Looking up to the east, Zhang Sanfeng's Qi was filled like clouds in the sky, which was extremely obvious for people of their level.
The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and those with evil intentions would never want to meet Mr. Zhang, who is actually not very good-tempered.
In this way, most of the final factors of instability have been eliminated.
He turned around and looked to the northwest, heading there in no hurry.
Under the footsteps, there seemed to be ripples in the void, exuding an extremely mysterious aura, as if it was the space itself.
On February 18th, the sun rises.
The golden light was like a sharp sword, breaking through the sky and spreading all over the earth.
As the capital of the huge Mongolian and Yuan empire, Helin has long since awakened, and there is a constant flow of people.
However, the atmosphere in this huge city connected to all directions has been quite depressing for several days.
There were countless powerful Meng Yuan people with undisguised vigilance on their faces, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
In the center, a continuous group of palaces stands.
In the largest palace, a dozen figures with different temperaments stood silently, as if waiting for something.
On the throne at the top, the old man is also waiting with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, a man shrouded in black robes raised his skinny face.
"coming!"
The two hoarse words sounded, like thunder, and the figures were like awakened lions, and the void seemed to be several times heavier.
"You are really confident. You came here alone and didn't hide it at all." Pang Ban, who was dressed in luxurious clothes and with a cloak that swept the floor, looked to the south and said with a half-smile.
"He wanted to suppress the world with the most domineering attitude, but he underestimated me, Dayuan." Ba Shiba sat cross-legged in the void and said calmly.
"Hahaha, yes, since he has arrived, let's go meet City Lord Li." The old man on the throne laughed boldly and stood up.
"yes."
In response, a dozen figures seemed to turn into streams of light and flew out of the city together.
More than twenty miles away from Nancheng, a dozen figures stood in the void, looking towards the distant sky.
Such movement has already alarmed everyone in all directions, and countless people quickly gathered in the surrounding distance, all looking in the same direction.
Didn't keep them waiting long.
The golden light became more and more brilliant, and unconsciously, the golden light seemed to be in a trance, as if it was suppressed.
An aura as calm as a mountain and as vast as the sea, covered with golden light, is coming step by step from a distance.
He didn't hide it, but proclaimed it unscrupulously, as if telling the world that I was here.
As soon as I took my breath, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed.
The silent void was pressed up like a mountain, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
Until the figure stopped, the heaviness reached its peak.
The originally calm Meng Yuan people exuded a powerful aura, as if they were competing with something, and there was a more or less incredible look between their eyebrows.
"City Lord Li, welcome."
The old man spoke, with a calm and majestic air, and a self-confidence that was not afraid of anything.
Li Daoqiang took one more look at this legendary old man, then shifted his gaze and looked around in all directions, with a smile on his face: "There are really many new friends here."
The voice fell, as if he no longer cared. He looked at the Meng Yuan people again, his smile became two points stronger, and he praised: "Yes, yes, three supreme masters, thirteen peerless masters.
This iron brother, you still have a power that is quite invisible.
Such strength has not let me down."
The condescending gesture made Pang Ban raise his eyebrows and Ba Shiba clasped his hands together.
The old man's eyes were faint, and then he laughed loudly and said with a nonchalant smile: "Since Brother Li said so, why don't you and I join forces to conquer the whole world?"
"Okay, I'll give you this opportunity." Li Daoqiang nodded and chuckled: "Kneel down and kowtow in submission. I don't mind taking you with me."
Immediately, everyone in Meng Yuan showed angry expressions, and even the old man's face darkened, his eyes showing coldness.
"City Lord Li, I haven't seen you for many days, you have become a lot more arrogant." Pang Ban said sarcastically.
"I've always been like this, and I've never changed. It's just that you no longer have the strength to make me afraid, that's all." Li Daoqiang said with a smile.
The voice fell, the smile disappeared, and the voice gradually became colder: "I've been in a bad mood recently, and I don't want to talk nonsense.
I will give you one last chance to kneel down and kowtow in submission."
"Presumptuous." The man in black robe shouted hoarsely.
"It seems that today we have to learn City Lord Li's methods." The old man said solemnly, as if he had given the final word. The people behind him no longer suppressed their momentum and rose up, staring at Li Daoqiang.
"Okay, then I will beat you to death."
(sleep.)
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