Earlier, in the middle of the mountain, Deputy Zong Jiran and others heard an alarm sounding outside and said unexpectedly:
"It's not like we just set out from Chang'an the day before yesterday. How could it happen so quickly? Are we sure it's the Han army that's coming?"
"No matter who it is, if the visitor is evil, please close the mountain gate first. Open the defense circle and ask all departments not to mess up..."
‘Brave General’ Tang Maoshan stood up slowly, his fighting spirit blazing: “I’m asking for orders to lead people out to kill!”
"Let's take a look at the situation first, and then decide how to respond." Ji Ran, Tang Maoshan and others quickly walked out of the mountain and looked up.
Boom!
The city gate was torn apart, and Han troops wearing black armor rushed in from outside the city on horseback.
Tang Maoshan, Ji Ran and others were shocked.
In such a short period of time, the Han army had already broken through the mountain gate!
At this moment, the voice of Taoist Master Zongheng came from deep inside the mountain.
Tang Maoshan and others were all refreshed, reacted one after another, and rushed into the battlefield.
As the commander of the Han army, Huo Qubing also completely released his breath and harmonized with the entire army.
The so-called military practice is characterized by the ability to gather a military force on the battlefield and unite all forces.
As a general who commands the battlefield, he can mobilize this force to strengthen himself or his own troops to charge into battle, doubling its power.
When Huo Qubing promoted his military training, on the battlefield, a beam of light that gathered energy and blood soared into the sky.
He had a mysterious and mysterious connection with the energy of the two hundred soldiers.
When the voice of the Zongheng Dao Master sounded, its power turned everything upside down. A murderous intent quietly grew in the void behind Huo Qubing, like an invisible sharp blade cast from space, slashing towards the back of his neck.
The pressure in the sky is like a mountain, the thunder is faint, and it is ready to go!
Master Zongheng wanted to directly kill the enemy general in the midst of thousands of troops.
However, the murderous intent that fell in mid-air was probed by the snake in Huo Qubing's sea of consciousness and swallowed it up in one gulp.
Behind him, another layer of armor made of energy and blood emerged.
Huo Qubing sat upright on his horse and looked calmly towards the city head opposite.
I don't know when a figure appeared on the top of the city. He was slender and dressed in dark green clothes, fluttering in the wind. This man stood with his hands behind his back and wore a bronze mask on his face, appearing like a demon!
"You are Huo Qubing, the emperor's personal attendant!"
The man's voice was cold and solemn, and it spread throughout the battlefield.
Huo Qubing suddenly felt alarmed.
When the other party called his name, it contained the strange power of the vertical and horizontal technique, forming a spiritual field that covered him in the air.
The moment Master Zongheng showed up, the confrontation had already begun.
On the surface, the two of them were just looking at each other from a distance, but in fact, the spiritual confrontation at the spiritual level was more dangerous than a fight with real swords and guns. A slight mistake could lead to death.
In Huo Qubing's body, a force created by the military force rolled like a tide, and even the surrounding void began to distort.
On the city wall, under the mask of Taoist Master Zongheng, the corners of his mouth raised:
"You will pay the price of death for this attack!"
A soft groan came out of his mouth.
The next moment, Huo Qubing realized that his mental consciousness seemed to be swept away by the roaring wind and fell into the endless void, with visions appearing in front of his eyes.
He 'saw' that the two hundred cavalry he led were suppressed by the opponent and would suffer a disastrous defeat soon.
He himself will die here.
Xiong San, Yao Zhao, Xiao Ying and others died one by one... Huo Qubing was affected by the Taoist Master Zongheng, as if he had fallen into a nightmare of inevitable defeat, and his energy continued to weaken.
However... the military book in his sea of consciousness slowly glowed, and his soul merged with the flying snake.
The influence brought by Zonghengdao Master disappeared in an instant.
At the level of the soul, Master Zongheng felt that his consciousness was being impacted by a black ocean.
The ocean was filled with heavy fog, and a flying snake was so huge that it was so terrifying that the edges could not be seen.
Its wings flapped gently, countless mantras flashed, and the waves surged.
"You have fallen into a trap, Master Zongheng!"
Huo Qubing's voice passed through Teng She's mouth and was deafening in the mind of Taoist Master Zongheng!
In terms of cultivation alone, Taoist Master Zongheng has reached the realm of heaven and human beings, which is more advanced than Huo Qubing, so he can control local celestial phenomena and evolve his blade with murderous intent, hoping to directly kill Huo Qubing.
Huo Qubing initially kept his power secret.
When the opponent thought he had the upper hand and created mental illusions against him, Huo Qubing immediately promoted the Book of War on the Sea and Soaring Snake, using the unique advantages of military strategists on the battlefield to change his energy from weak to strong and compete for the initiative!
On the battlefield, two hundred old soldiers shouted in unison, their fighting spirit surged, and they cooperated with the general Huo Qubing.
Huo Qubing was preparing to launch a full-scale offensive against the Zongheng Dao Master, but he heard the other party say in shock:
"You...this is the soul of my Zongheng lineage, the Snake Transformation Technique among the seven techniques!"
The master of Zongheng Dao was horrified: "How do you have the basic spiritual skills of my Zongheng Dao?!"
At this time, the Soaring Snake Yuanshen that invaded the consciousness of Zongheng Dao Master opened his eyes, and the countless mantras in them alternately lit up and disappeared, and he opened his mouth to inhale!
Zongheng Dao Master felt that his power was suppressed and weakened, and his brain hurt terribly.
Deep in his consciousness, a vertical and horizontal Yin Talisman that was intertwined with his life was also shaken by Soaring Snake's energy.
Suddenly, Taoist Master Zongheng let out a low groan of pain, and a ray of light from the sea of consciousness was sucked out by the snake, and it opened its mouth to swallow it.
Even Huo Qubing himself was stunned by these changes.
The moment Master Zongheng appeared, he planned the battle method. With the help of the Book of Warfare, he promoted military training, combined with the force of two hundred soldiers, suppressed Master Zongheng, and won victory.
But he didn't expect that the Soaring Snake and the Seven Yin Fu skills he practiced would simplify this battle.
In the practice of Zongheng Dao Master, he encountered the seven Yin Fu skills of the originator of Zongheng. Teng She's restraint on him was very obvious.
The vertical and horizontal technique he practiced only created a 'yin talisman' in his consciousness, but did not have the seven techniques to transform the soul.
At this moment, the vertical and horizontal talisman that had been cultivated for decades was forcefully swallowed into the mouth by the snake.
The center of Zongheng Dao Master's eyebrows seemed to be splitting, and the aura in his body was on the verge of dissipating.
He yelled, burst out with all his strength, and broke away from the confrontation with Huo Qubing in the face of adversity.
On the top of the city, he jumped back, his figure erratic, and wanted to retreat into the heart of the mountain.
However, crossbows and arrows were being fired all around, and two hundred Han troops connected with Huo Qubing's Qi. They found that the main force on the Zongheng Road was escaping, and immediately fired arrows.
Under the dense rain of arrows, many believers came to protect him desperately, and the Zongheng Dao Master was able to enter the heart of the mountain and lose his trace.
At the same time, there was a big bird squatting on a tree a little further away from the battlefield, watching the whole battle.
It was the bird that Liu Qing entrusted his soul to. He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword.
This flying sword was also the manifestation of the soul's entrustment, and it followed him into the cave.
Who is so ignorant of the rules and wants to grab monsters halfway... Huo Qubing turned his head and glanced at the big bird squatting on the tree not far away.
Just now, Yuan Shen and Soaring Snake were united, and they could see all things, and then they sensed the big bird that Liu Qing was entrusting with Yuan Shen and followed him to watch the excitement.
But she joined the battle halfway, which surprised Huo Qubing.
"This Master Zongheng is the person my master wants to kill. Don't let him escape..." Liu Qing's voice sounded in his consciousness.
Huo Qubing's powerful perception has extended into the cave.
There was a huge space in the heart of the mountain. In one of the caves, Master Zongheng fell to the ground, blood oozing from his brow, motionless, and seemed to be dead!
On the battlefield outside the cave, Huo Qubing turned to look at the big bird that Liu Qing had placed his soul on, and then glanced at the battlefield.
The leader of the Zonghengdao was defeated and fled back to the cave. The momentum of the Zonghengdao tribe fell to the bottom. They were surrounding Ji Ran, Tang Maoshan and other core figures, fighting and retreating.
The military formations of Yao Zhao and other troops have changed, they cooperate with each other, and their horses are interspersed, which is expanding their advantages.
Huo Qubing looked away, rode his horse through the perimeter of the Zonghengdao Mountain Gate, and got off the horse.
Behind him, Song Ran, Qu Jun, and Yue Rao also dismounted, surrounded Huo Qubing, and walked into the cave where the Taoist Zongheng was.
On the tree on the side of the battlefield, Liu Qing urged his soul to sacrifice the flying sword. The remaining soul entrusted to the big bird had become extremely weak.
She was about to separate from her soul and return to her true body, when she suddenly felt something was wrong.
Under the tree where the big bird where she placed her soul was, a cat came, blinking its round eyes and staring at the tree.
The cat squatted down with its hind legs, and was in its final resting state before pounce. Then it kicked off its hind legs, jumped up to the tree in an instant, and grabbed the big bird by the neck.
