The fat old man snorted and said: "It seems that Yang Zhentian gave you a big shock in the battle at Yingzui Cliff."
The handsome young man said: "Yang Zhentian gave me the feeling that he was just a qualified soldier. What shocked me was that he was an inconspicuous lone soldier outside Yingzui Cliff."
The fat old man said: "Are you talking about Yang Sanlang?"
The handsome young man smiled slightly, neither admitting nor denying.
Yuan Xiaolou led the donkey and listened to the conversation between her grandfather and Hua Wuyou. She suddenly felt sad.
The story of Yang Sanlang has long been known to every household.
Back then, in order to relieve the danger on the main battlefield of Yingzui Cliff, Zhao Zian once led a million cavalry to surprise the Legion of Destruction in the Heavenly Legion.
Yang Sanlang was a light cavalryman under Yang Zian. He did not withdraw and was surrounded by millions of celestial troops.
In front of the two armies, Yang Sanlang vowed not to surrender, raised the battle flag high, and fought hard to die for his country.
In the end, the royal cultivators took back Yang Sanlang's body and the battle flag he held before his death for future generations to admire.
The story of Yang Sanlang has inspired thousands of warriors in the world, and everyone wants to die as vigorously as Yang Sanlang.
Thinking of this, Yuan Xiaolou softly hummed the war song that Yang Sanlang sang before his death.
"The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned..." Some officers and soldiers of the Zhenxi Army passing by also heard Yuan Xiaolou's singing.
For a moment, the black armor warriors who were marching silently began to chant along with them.
"But the Flying General of Dragon City is here..." "I won't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountain..." "If you don't see me, the Hanzhong Army, the weak-crowned prisoner, please take a long tassel..." "If you don't see me, An Ding is far away, and the Jueqi Qingqi urges the war cloud...
"One, two... a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand... Finally, a deafening war song came from the entire wilderness.
Human beings never lack courage or heroism.
They never retreat in the face of powerful enemies.
The war song kept ringing, as if the whole world was singing.
Hua Wuyou's joking expression gradually turned a little sad.
He looked at the two defense lines of Motian Cliff and Motian Ridge to the west and sighed deeply.
The old storyteller said: "You must be familiar with this place.
More than 20,000 years ago, as a pioneer in the heavenly realm, you attacked Yumen Pass, but in the end you were blocked by Feng Wuyan and couldn't make any progress for several months."
Hua Wuyou said calmly: "But, in the end, I won. Feng Wuyan died in my hands. The three deep defense lines of Yumen Pass, Motian Ridge, and Motian Cliff, known as the strongest fortress in the world, were broken by me."
The old storyteller said: "Do you think this place will be breached this time?"
Hua Wuyou said: "There is no fortress that cannot be conquered in the world, and the heavenly army has never failed at Yumen Pass.
Sir, there are some things I shouldn't have said to you, but for Feng Wuyan's sake, I will make an exception and say it to you."
The old storyteller asked: "What are you talking about?"
Hua Wuyou said: "The catastrophe is about to begin. This catastrophe is of great importance. If the world wins, this will be the last catastrophe, and there will be no more catastrophes in the future.
If the world loses, it will be even worse than the previous catastrophes put together."
Yuan Xiaolou said: "Master Hua, are the enemies coming from heaven this time very strong?"
Hua Wuyou shook his head and said: "It's not very strong, it's very strong.
As far as I know, there are nearly four million Yin soldiers in the underworld alone.
The six legions of the heavens also reached an unprecedented number of eight million.
This is just a mortal battlefield.
On the battlefield of cultivators, the four heavenly emperors mobilized at least 500,000 cultivators.
Pluto also dispatched 200,000 ghost cultivators and undead cultivators from the underworld, plus the 70,000 to 80,000 cultivators currently retained in southern Xinjiang.
The combat power of monks in the heaven and underworld far exceeds that of human cultivators. In the future catastrophic battle, human cultivators will face 800,000 cultivators.
In the decisive battle of Shushan that year, the human world only faced less than 400,000 heavenly monks.
The catastrophe is approaching, and the world of human cultivation is still a mess.
There is little hope of winning this battle.
If possible, please sir and Miss Xiaolou leave China as soon as possible and seek refuge overseas. Fusang, Fuyu, Annan, and the Lion Country are not safe places. It is best to stay away from China for more than 10,000 miles.
I heard that there is a remote corner deep in the South China Sea, where it may be safe."
Hua Wuyou's words made the old storyteller's heart gradually sink.
From Hua Wuyou's words, he not only got the specific numbers of the armies in heaven and underworld.
He also got another useful piece of information.
This catastrophe is not only aimed at all living beings on the Middle-earth, Western Regions, Southern Xinjiang, Northern Xinjiang and other continents.
Some large islands overseas are also very likely to be attacked by the heavenly army.
The scope of this catastrophe is unprecedented, and it seems that God really wants to use this catastrophe to completely destroy human civilization.
The old storyteller looked sideways at Hua Wuyou and said, "It seems that the recent rumors in the world are true. The second wave of catastrophe will come in the next few months.
As the coach, you should be very busy right now, but you have brought a maid with you and followed me and the girl for so long, from Kunlun Mountain to Yumen Pass.
You don't just want to come and see your old place and say something to scare me.
The opening location of the Gate of Catastrophe should be in the Western Region, right?"
Hua Wuyou said: "If it wasn't to the west, do you think the Chinese imperial court would suddenly send a large number of troops to Yumen Pass?
Regarding the direction of the second wave of catastrophic attacks, it is impossible for the cultivation world in Middle-earth to know in advance. Apart from me, there should be no other person in the world who knows this secret.
But the secret was still exposed, so that the Chinese and Turkish courts began to make arrangements several months in advance.
This makes me puzzled.
But it wasn't just because of the catastrophe that followed that I headed north.
The main reason is that I came here to find a monster."
"What?
Looking for monsters?”
"When the Gate of Catastrophe opened ten years ago, the monster went down to the realm with the army of heaven, and then disappeared.
Last time I was in Kunlun Mountain, I sensed its location, just to the north, so I came over to have a look.
By the way, sir, you are well-informed, I want to ask you something..." As if she didn't want Yuan Xiaolou and Miss Acheng to hear, Hua Wuyou whispered a few words to the old storyteller.
After the old storyteller finished listening, his expression changed slightly, and he seemed to be even more surprised than when he heard about the strength of the heavenly army just now.
Hua Wuyou smiled and said, "Looking at Mr.'s expression, I must know something about it."
The old storyteller said hoarsely: "Is this the monster you are talking about?"
Hua Wuyou said: "Yes.
Don’t you think it’s not a monster, sir?”
The old storyteller changed his cynical demeanor and said with a very solemn expression: "I should understand now why this monster you are talking about is in the Western Regions."
Hua Wuyou said: "Oh, I would like to hear the details."
The old storyteller slowly said: "In the past thousand years, the two people with the highest medical skills in the world have been called the Snow Doctor Twin Pearls. The Dong Pearl Golden Chamber has passed away for many years, and the Xizhu Xuanhu is said to have not died yet and is living in seclusion in the Western Regions.
If there is anyone in the Three Realms who has the ability to heal her, it is Xue Yi Xuan Hu.
She appeared in the Western Region, probably to seek treatment from the snow doctor."