A clear whistle exploded in the sky like a rainbow of thunder, and the invisible air waves mixed with an angry momentum spread, dispersing the smoke clouds that had been hanging around the sky for several days. This whistle sounded.
In an instant, the drunkenness and laziness of the millions of Tiannan soldiers stationed on Jinmapo suddenly disappeared. They looked up to the sky, looking for the owner of the voice with horror and confusion on their faces, and secretly angry in their hearts.
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This is the Tiannan region. The national advisor and the general personally led a million troops to Jin Mapo to detect the enemy's situation. There was almost only one order left to move the army westward and defeat the grassland army. At this time, who could eat the heart of a bear?
The leopard dared to compete with a country in the south of the world. Maybe the visitor was impatient and ran to Jin Mapo to seek bad luck for himself.
Corruption returns to corruption, and under the horse slope is where the Tiannan Million Lions camp is located. The strong soldiers in the hinterland boldly provoked, which immediately aroused the anger of the millions of gold and silver armors, and the soldiers quickly picked them up one by one.
The sharp weapons scattered on the ground stood up energetically. Although the team was not neat, the angry momentum of millions of soldiers and horses was quite impressive.
In just a moment, shouts started to sound, and the black crowd surged in unison, all rushing from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside toward the handsome tent on the top of the mountain, spreading like a plague.
In front of the handsome tent on the top of the mountain, Xu Liefeng, Xu Ziyang's grandson, a group of martial arts masters led by Mu Wenxin and Sui Kongren from Tianjian Mountain, and the pretentious Kun Fang all gathered around, raising their disdainful eyebrows in the air.
After that whistle, I looked for the owner of the whistle.
Not long after, the arrogant whistle blew away the clouds and fog that obscured the top of Jinmapo Mountain, and figures carrying monstrous rage slowly came from the distant sky, like a ghost in the calm sky.
A bunch of extremely sharp breath flew in, scattering the clouds and fog, revealing a proud shadow.
"Who am I? It turns out to be that group of deviant people. It's a good idea to bring them to your door yourself, so that I don't have to travel long distances to deal with them."
Leng Ao's eyes swept across the figure speeding up in the sky. Kun Yan's eyes flashed with extreme contempt, and he really didn't pay much attention to the sullen aura of the visitor.
In front of the commander's tent, Xu Liefeng and Xu Ziyang stood side by side. There was no need to guess the identity of the person coming. Anyone who dared to blatantly kill people from the foot of Jinmapo Mountain outside Dongzhou to the top of the mountain was naturally no more than a few hundred people away.
A few miles away, a group of warriors from Yunzhou City who had just experienced the pressure of the prairie army were confused. The arrogant roar sounded very familiar, but when they recalled it, it was completely different from the four heavenly kings currently stationed in Yunzhou City.
It doesn't match, and this person calls himself Feng, which sounds scary and chilling, as if he has encountered such awe-inspiring domineering power not long ago or a long time ago.
"Shangguan Lingyun, Mu Hongtu, Xiang Nanhou, Daozhong..."
After a while, Xu Liefeng and Xu Ziyang didn't think so, because the figure had slowly revealed its traces. In mid-air, the figure hovering over the shade of the tree that covered the sky showed familiar features. They were exactly the same.
The four kings of Tiannan should have turned into wisps of living souls under the 800,000 iron hooves on the grassland.
"Old man Xu Liefeng, I didn't expect that we are not dead yet."
Shangguan Lingyun galloped forward in a domineering manner and landed on the ground a hundred meters away in front of the commander's tent. The brocaded robe could not hide the old man's anger, and the hem of his robe was blown by the biting cold wind on the hill.
The wanton publicity, coupled with the face that was almost full of murderous intent, made the people present and the millions of troops surging below subconsciously stop.
"It's from Yunzhou City. That's Shangguan Lingyun. He's not dead?"
A slight hesitation echoed in the mountains. The million-strong army couldn't help but stop Bao Ya and looked at the four old men who suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain. The old man who had led him for nearly decades,
A feeling of fear suddenly arises.
Mu Hongtu, the founding father of the country, had been in charge of the tiger for twenty-six years. He repeatedly invaded the grassland and led the army to resist without any defeat.
His son Zhonghun, known as the Divine Commander, took over the leadership of the Tiger Talisman and was more than two years older than his father. With this Divine Commander at the border of Western Xinjiang, the grassland Dalu would not be able to reach the hinterland of Tiannan for decades.
The iron-blooded Mu family army was once a legend in Tiannan. The moment the Mu family father and son appeared, even the million-strong army that now belongs to the Tiannan Dynasty and the Xu family's grandsons felt unnaturally wanting to head towards the father and son on the top of the mountain.
The urge to worship.
There was no way, in Tiannan's army, the Mu family father and son were the souls of the soldiers all over the country. At this moment, they rushed forward and killed the father and son on the slope of the horse, but no one dared to say such a big thing.
The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive and solemn. The next moment the smoke dissipated, the sky was filled with low dark clouds. Perhaps affected by the anger on the top of the mountain, there was a faint hint of an imminent rain in the low clouds.
Thunderstorms shuttled through the clouds, fearfully emitting bursts of low and unrelieved thunder. An extremely dark and heavy cloud layer came over the top, bringing with it howling wind and fury that desperately rolled towards the milky white tent on the top of the mountain.
Strong winds were blowing and a cold wave was coming. The handsome tent that was rooted in the ground became rootless and swayed, and there were signs of being blown away at any time.
Feeling the overwhelming anger released by the anger all over the mountains and plains, the overwhelming anger that affected the climate, I fell into an unprecedented dead silence when I entered the horse slope.
"Xu Liefeng, you are worse than a pig or a dog. How many bad things have you done for the dog emperor? Can you count them all?"
Standing on the top of the mountain, confronting Tianjian Mountain and the descendants of the Xu family for a long time, Shangguan Lingyun finally couldn't help but cursed. The Seven Kings of Tiannan once fought bloody battles for the country, seized power from the tyranny of the previous dynasty, and asked for life for the people.
In the days when my head was hanging on my belt and I was worried, the most precious thing was the friendship of life and death. Although the country was peaceful and the people lived a prosperous life, there were some estrangements privately due to power, but Shangguan Lingyun never thought about it.
Until Xu Liefeng died, the friendship during that period could not be replaced by a few taels of gold and some kind of power.
However, he never expected that at the time of the national crisis, in order to satisfy the selfish desires of the dog emperor, this former old friend, the friend who could be trusted with his life on the battlefield, would lead a million troops to watch the fire from across the bank, and put hundreds of thousands of people in Yunzhou City.
The safety of the people was disregarded, and they even planned to use the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in a city to satisfy their desire to kill with borrowed knives.
It's tolerable, but it can't be tolerated.
Listening to Shangguan Lingyun's question, Xu Liefeng closed his eyes calmly, and after a while slowly opened them, as if he had forgotten all the bloody battlefields they had fought together before. There was no ruthlessness in his old eyes, and he just gave a faint sneer, and then
He dismissed and said: "Everyone is his own master, Shangguan Lingyun, Mu Hongtu, Xiangnanhou, Daozhong, we have not seen each other for two years. Two years ago, maybe you rebelled and left the court, Xu Mou still made up his mind.
I am not determined to kill you, but now, Xu has taken a dim view. The world has changed, but people's hearts are not the same. We have defended our home and country together, but today is different from the past. If you want to blame me, I have to blame you for accepting Feng Jueyu.
Influence is based on the emperor. Our emperor is at the height of his power, but you insist on tearing this great river and mountain into pieces. If it weren’t for the motto left by the devil in the past, how would our emperor be willing to let you live?
These two years of happy life. The time has come today. No matter whether the devil returns one day or not, what needs to be solved must be solved. Now that you are here, there is no need to leave. Remembering the past, Xu Mou wishes
I will cut off my robes with the four of them over a glass of wine, and then Xu will personally send the four of them on their way."
"Come here, prepare some wine." A heroic voice came out, and a figure moved outside the tent.
Shangguan Lingyun and the four men stared closely at each other, without saying a word for a long time. They allowed the guards on both sides to bring the fragrant wine, but when they smelled it, it felt unusually bitter.
The fine wine was lifted up, and the aroma overflowed. With Xu Liefeng's words still faintly echoing in the mountains, the million-strong army felt extremely depressed.
At this moment, even Kun Yan, Tian Swordsman Mu Wenxin, and Sui Kongren didn't even say a word.
As Xu Liefeng said, what should be understood will eventually be understood one day, sooner or later, it is not a matter of that moment.
Looking at the five jars of sweet and delicious wine placed in front of them on the top of the mountain, the old men who were once known as the fifth of the seven kings lowered their eyes. Daozhong inserted his sword into the ground, stepped forward decisively, and pulled the half-man-tall man.
Tan picked it up easily, and his eyes fell on Xu Liefeng. The warm brilliance of decades of friendship was wiped out in Dao Zhong's eyes, and he raised his head and drank it all.
Snapped.
The wine jar fell to the ground and was broken into pieces. The remaining wine seeped into the ground, emitting a depressing smell.
"Xu Liefeng, you and I have severed all ties from now on. From now on we will fight to the death, and each of us has settled his fate. Don't mention the old friendship again." After saying this, Daozhong stood back again, passing by the sword pierced under his feet like a benchmark, and choked.
He just picked it up and held it in his hand.
Immediately after, Shangguan Lingyun, Mu Hongtu, Xiang Nanhou, and Xu Liefeng stepped forward one after another, each holding a jar of wine and drank it sadly.
The cold wind blowing from the top of the mountain is heartbreaking.
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!"
The wine jars fell to the ground respectively, symbolizing that the decades-old friendship between the five heavenly kings was cut off...
"Xu Liefeng, Dao is here to meet you first..." Dao Zhong wiped his lips with wine stains and raised the knife.
But at this moment, Kun Yan finally stood up: "What kind of severing of ties is so ridiculous? We have lived a long time, and the word "friendship" has long been gone with the wind. Today is a major national event, so personal grudges should be put aside.
Stand, Ziyang, since the grassland army has retreated, I will kill these people to fulfill my promise, Xu Liefeng, you'd better go down."
Hearing these arrogant words, Dao Zhong looked at Kun Yan in unison, with traces of fear in his cold eyes. Somehow, the pressure this person brought to people was extremely clear.
"Him?" Shangguan Lingyun and the other two looked at each other in confusion. Mu Hongtu suddenly said, "He was the one who secretly attacked the Blood Sea Gate with the Dog Emperor two years ago?"
"Huh? It seems you know a lot." Kun Yan was stunned when he heard this.
At this moment, another thunderbolt fell from the sky: "Because I told them, two years ago, I now know who the enemy was who bloodbathed my Blood Sea Sect. Kun Yan, you owe me Hai Batian,