The troops from the two sects of the Seven Kingdoms finally arrived in Southern Xia.
The kings of the seven countries all stationed themselves in the Nanxia Palace and established the alliance headquarters in the palace, protected by the two suzerains and the powerful men of the eight countries.
The armies of the seven countries were all gathered at the former army fortress, under the full command of Lin Yun.
The troops dispatched by the seven kingdoms ranged from 400,000 to over a million. Adding in the 200,000 troops from Southern Xia, the total number of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces exceeded 4 million.
Lin Yun integrated the four million coalition troops and then reorganized them into five legions. Each legion had a total of 800,000 people, and each legion was commanded by five deputy commanders.
These five deputy commanders are Marshal Da Qin, Marshal Da Zhou, Marshal Donghai, Marshal Nanchang, and Lord Zhenguo.
Although Lin Yun looks like a young man, as the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, no one dares to complain.
Because every soldier present had heard of Lin Yun's legendary story of defeating Marshal Da Qin by himself.
When it comes to the master of the Ice Palace and the master of the Puppet Sect, these soldiers may not have much idea.
But when it comes to the Great Qin Marshal of the Great Qin Kingdom, they can't help but shudder, because the Great Qin Marshal has long become their nightmare.
As long as they hear the name Marshal Da Qin, no matter how large their army is, their superiors will order them to retreat immediately. From this, you can see the terror of Marshal Da Qin.
But the boy in front of him, who seems to be only a teenager, can even defeat such a terrifying person. Who dares to complain about him?
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The news of the gathering of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces reached Beiyan King City that day, causing panic throughout the city.
In the palace hall, all civil and military officials gathered together and began to intensely discuss countermeasures.
Many officials who were greedy for life and fearful of death began to retreat and wanted to persuade the King of Northern Yan to temporarily withdraw from the defense.
Because facing the coalition forces of the eight kingdoms, Beiyan will have no chance of winning, and resistance will only be a meaningless sacrifice.
If he were the former King of Northern Yan, he would definitely adopt the opinions of these officials and withdraw from the royal city to temporarily avoid the danger.
But the King of Beiyan is no longer the King of Beiyan, but a person sent from the Assassination Society. Naturally, he will not agree to withdraw the defense.
No matter what the officials below suggested, King Beiyan, who looked extremely mysterious in a black robe and mask, sat on the throne unmoved and did not show any panic.
When the officials in the court were having a heated discussion, four figures, three men and one woman, suddenly appeared outside the main hall, walking into the main hall step by step with steady steps.
The four people are of varying heights and have different appearances. However, they all wear cloaks and black clothes. They also have meteor dart totems branded on their foreheads, but the numbers under the totems are different for each person.
The numbers of the four people are "10", "9", "8" and "6" respectively.
The moment the four people appeared, the entire hall fell silent.
All the civil and military officials were silent, staring at the four people who entered the hall with dull eyes.
The guards at the entrance of the hall were all stunned on the spot, not daring to step forward to stop the four people. Because the marks on the foreheads of the four people had already explained their identities.
"You are finally here." King Beiyan immediately stood up from the throne.
The four of them walked to the center of the palace hall, and the leader Lu said coldly: "Not only us, the branch president also mobilized 500,000 elite troops from other affiliated countries."
All the officials in the court looked happy when they heard this, as if they saw hope.
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Five hundred miles east of the junction of Nanxia and Beiyan, there is a steep and precipitous mountain peak.
Halfway up the mountain, there is a secret cave.
The cave goes down several hundred meters and extends to the bottom of the mountain. It is a huge magic cave.
The entire devil's cave has a honeycomb structure, and the lava stone walls are full of holes. With the dim firelight from the torch, you can clearly see the piles of cold bones on the ground.
In the darkest depths of the Demon Cave, a large number of skulls are piled together to form a bone chair.
An old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face was sitting on the bone chair.
This old man has white eyebrows, sharp eyes, a hooked nose, and a beak like an eagle. His forehead is branded with the sun and moon totem, and his whole body exudes a bloodthirsty and violent aura. His cultivation has exceeded the scope of King Wu, and he is obviously a worthy of the name.
A strong martial artist!
At this time, the old man was holding the seat handle with one hand and grabbing a woman's head with the other, constantly sucking the life force from her body.
"ah--!"
A shrill scream was heard, and the woman's eyes turned white and she fell to the ground. Her whole body was shriveled and wrinkled, as if she had aged fifty years in an instant.
Most of the wrinkles on the white-browed old man's face disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his old face, which was at least a hundred years old, instantly became more than forty years younger.
At this moment, a young man's voice came from a distance.
"Report to the King of Dharma."
A young man in his thirties appeared, came to the white-browed old man, knelt down and clasped his fists, and said: "The Eight-Nation Allied Forces have assembled at the Southern Xia Fortress, and they should attack Beiyan in the near future."
Hearing the young man's words, the white-browed old man showed a sinister smile: "The war between the Eight-Nation Alliance and the Assassination Society is a good opportunity for our Mingjiao to revive. Let them fight to the death, and we will reap the benefits!"
"The Dharma King is wise!" the young man replied respectfully.
The white-browed old man smiled sinisterly and then asked: "Who is the commander-in-chief of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces this time?"
"The Dharma King is the young man who killed the helmsman and the elders." The young man replied truthfully.
The white-browed old man's face darkened when he heard this, and the skull in his hand was instantly crushed into powder.
The young man was so frightened that he quickly buried his head.
At this time, a deep voice sounded from the darkness: "That kid has repeatedly ruined the good deeds of our Mingjiao and hindered the revival of our Mingjiao. He must be eradicated to avoid future troubles. Let me eradicate him this time!"
A middle-aged man walked out of the darkness in response. He also had the sun and moon totem branded on his forehead. He was obviously an elder-level figure. Although his aura was not as good as that of the white-browed old man, he still had at least the cultivation level of an eighth-level Martial King.
The old man with white eyebrows shook his head and said thoughtfully: "Now that the Eight-Nation Alliance has been established, the powerful people from the eight countries have gathered together. There are so many powerful people around him, including several high-level martial kings. It is not easy to eradicate him."
"And he hides too many secrets. If we can get those secrets, we can even bring the Ming Cult back to its heyday a hundred years ago!"
"So we can't kill him directly. We must find a way to keep him alive so that we can have a chance to get the secrets from him."
"Then what are we going to do?" the middle-aged man asked in confusion. Even eradicating them was very difficult, let alone capturing them alive.
The old man with white eyebrows showed a treacherous look on his face: "According to the information we have now, the Assassination Society sent at least four assassins to Beiyan. And the cultivation level of these four assassins is at least high-level Martial King."
"If nothing else happens, there will definitely be a fierce battle between them and that kid. As long as we seize the opportunity and attack when both of them are hurt, we can easily achieve our goal."
The middle-aged man suddenly realized: "The Dharma King is wise!"