Chapter 401 The battle begins, Ghost Sword Qi Mo, Jade Book Liang Fei
Chapter 401 The battle begins, Ghost Sword Qi Mo, Jade Book Liang Fei
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Chapter 401 The battle begins, Ghost Sword Qi Mo, Jade Book Liang Fei
The third day of December in the year 2407 of Emperor Wang.
Yonghua City.
After more than ten days of preparations, the Juling Dynasty and the Dai Viet Dynasty gathered more than three million troops and officially started the decisive battle.
An army of two million giant spirits camped for hundreds of miles and surrounded the entire Yonghua City.
The Dai Viet Dynasty gathered one million troops, and at the same time, there were nearly half a million warriors from the Thanh Huan Sea area to defend Yong Hua City.
With so many troops on both sides, it is naturally impossible to start a battle around Yonghua City. In fact, the hundreds of miles west of Yonghua City are within the scope of the battlefield.
Of course, Yonghua City is still the center of this war.
At noon.
The Yue Emperor, Qiao Wanjun and Cheng Zhiqiu stood on the wall of Yonghua City, looking at the mighty giant spirit army coming from the north.
Thousands of armies surged forward like dark clouds, and a murderous aura swept across the entire world, making people unable to breathe.
The Emperor Yue looked a little pale as he looked at all this.
This is the first time he has truly faced the army of the Giant Spirit Dynasty, and it is also the first time he has truly come to the battlefield.
To be honest, facing the menacing giant army, he felt like his soul was trembling.
Phew~~
He exhaled a long breath and clenched the Zodiac Edict in his hand.
"Grand Governor, what should we do next?"
In contrast, Qiao Wanjun was much calmer. His face was calm and his deep eyes looked at everything in the distance indifferently.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, just leave it to me!"
The Emperor of Yue nodded heavily and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Governor!"
Qiao Wanjun turned to look at Cheng Zhiqiu next to him.
Cheng Zhiqiu spread his hands and said, "I'm only responsible for fighting!"
Qiao Wanjun was speechless.
In terms of ability, Cheng Zhiqiu is actually not weaker than him. Whether it is leading troops or managing government, he dare not say that he is stronger than Cheng Zhiqiu. But Cheng Zhiqiu is too lazy and does not want to pay attention to these complicated affairs.
"I'll leave this to you!"
After that, he turned around and walked towards the city.
The wall of Yonghua City is not high, only six or seven feet. Such a high wall is difficult for ordinary people to cross, but it is not an insurmountable obstacle for elite soldiers.
Therefore, the defense of Yonghua City cannot be based on the city. Defending on the city will only make them passive.
And don’t forget that the Djinn Dynasty also has psychic cannons. This thing can not only be used in naval battles, but also a weapon for siege. Without the city walls reinforced by magic circles, ordinary masonry walls can’t stop the bombardment of psychic cannons.
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Qiao Wanjun walked down the city, and there were already 100,000 soldiers in the city waiting in neat lines on the streets.
These 100,000 soldiers are the most elite soldiers of the Dai Viet Dynasty. They have a resounding name called Tiger Guard Cavalry.
Unlike other dynasties, the Dai Viet Dynasty's navy could only be considered average, but their army and cavalry were very powerful.
The reason for this is because of the threat from the Giant Spirit Dynasty.
As early as more than ten years ago, the Dai Viet Dynasty understood that they were absolutely no match for the Djinn Dynasty on the sea, and once the Djinn Dynasty launched an attack on the Dai Viet Dynasty, they would inevitably enter their hinterland and engage in land battles with them.
Therefore, since more than ten years ago, Dai Viet has been committed to building a strong army.
In recent years, the Emperor of Vietnam has established the Tiger Guard Cavalry at all costs.
One hundred thousand Tiger Guard cavalry are all heavily armored cavalry, and the war horses they ride are not ordinary war horses, but tiger-headed horses with tiger whiskers on their faces.
The name of the tiger-headed horse sounds very tacky, but the tiger-headed horse is the best war horse in the Qinghuan Sea and the Giant Spirit Sea. The tiger-headed horse seems to have the blood of a spiritual beast. Not only does its physique far exceed that of ordinary war horses, but it is also very tall.
Generally, the height of an adult Steller's horse is more than two meters.
The Tiger Guard Cavalry got its name because the soldiers' mounts were all tiger-headed horses.
Qiao Wanjun walked down the city wall, and his guards immediately brought him a mighty tiger-headed horse.
Wearing black iron armor and holding a long sword, Qiao Wanjun jumped onto the horse's back.
Xilulu~~
The war horse neighed. Qiao Wanjun tightened his grip on the reins and pulled gently. The war horse immediately became quiet.
He turned his horse's head and looked towards the Tiger Guards standing silently on the street.
"This battle involves death or life! Are you willing to fight with me?"
His voice was very calm and seemed to have no emotion at all, but the slightly hoarse voice spread throughout Yonghua City and in the ears of every soldier.
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
Waves of shouts resounded like thunder over Yonghua City.
Qiao Wanjun listened to these shouts, and there was a hint of coldness in his deep eyes.
"Then let's go to war!"
After that, he turned the horse's head again and headed towards the city gate.
With a wave of his hand, the guard next to him was about to step forward and call the soldiers guarding the city gate to open the city gate.
The heavy city gate opened, and the creaking sound was a bit harsh.
Looking at the crack in the door that gradually opened, countless past events appeared in Qiao Wanjun's eyes.
He is an old man from the Dai Viet Dynasty, more than 200 years old. He was born in Dai Viet, grew up in Dai Viet, and became famous in Dai Viet. Until a hundred years ago, he left Dai Viet and traveled around the world.
After traveling for hundreds of years, he still has not forgotten that he is from Dai Viet.
When he learned that Dai Viet was in danger of being destroyed, he came back without hesitation.
In fact, he didn't know the current Emperor of Yue at that time. He only stepped forward to help because the current Emperor of Yue was reorganizing the Yue court in Tiange City.
After that, the Emperor of Vietnam established the Dai Viet Court with his assistance, and gradually accumulated some capital to fight against the Giant Spirit Dynasty.
Of course, he does not take credit for these things. He does not think that he is the savior of Dai Viet. He only thinks that this is his reward for Dai Viet.
The growth of a genius cannot be smooth sailing. If it is smooth sailing, the genius is likely to become a mediocre person.
Qiao Wanjun showed aptitude far beyond his peers when he was young, but precisely because of his specialness, he was jealous and ostracized by many people.
Jealousy and rejection can destroy a person, but it can also strengthen a person. At that time, Qiao Wanjun was very lonely.
Until one day an old man appeared in front of him. He was an unkempt old man and the most noble person in his life.
King Ying, the 29th generation of the Dai Viet royal family.
That is his master.
It was precisely because of the old man's help and care that he got room to grow.
More than fifty years of continuous teaching made him the youngest innate warrior and the youngest powerful person in the Silent Light Realm in the Dai Viet Dynasty.
In the following decades, he followed the old man's wishes and entered the court as a general, leading millions of troops and gaining the trust of the late emperor of that generation.
Unfortunately, the old man could not withstand the passage of time and died a hundred years ago.
And it was because of the old man's death that he came up with the idea of traveling.
It can be said that in the first half of his life, he was favorably treated and taken care of by the Dai Viet royal family, which is why he was willing to fight to the death for the Dai Viet dynasty.
And now, it is time for him to repay the favor of the Dai Viet royal family.
Recalling the long and warm past, Qiao Wanjun couldn't help but reveal a smile on his vicissitudes of life.
The city gate opened, Qiao Wanjun waved his sword with all his strength, and roared, "Fight!"
Rumble~~
War horses galloped and poured out of the city gate like a flood.
"Array up!"
Another roar.
One hundred thousand Tiger Guard cavalry formed an orderly formation after pouring out of Yonghua City.
The ferocious power of tigers shakes the heaven and the earth.
The bloody light shrouded all the Tiger Guard cavalry.
The bloody battle formation was the most powerful battle formation of the Dai Viet Dynasty and also the most brutal battle formation.
The moment the formation unfolded, the eyes of every Tiger Guard cavalry turned blood red.
Even Qiao Wanjun is no exception.
The Vicious Blood Battle Formation is very strong, and its effect on soldiers is far greater than other battle formations. However, the Vicious Blood Battle Formation has a big flaw, or sequelae.
Because the fierce blood battle array burns the blood of the soldiers, the longer the fierce blood battle array is used, the greater the damage to the soldiers.
If it exceeds an hour, ordinary soldiers will die due to exhaustion of blood.
But at this moment, all the Tiger Guard cavalry are releasing their blood energy without reservation.
Qiao Wanjun felt the majestic blood energy behind him, and his deep eyes were dyed blood red.
"kill!"
With a roar, the horse takes the lead!
Qiao Wanjun rushed towards the almost endless army of giant spirits on the opposite side like a ferocious beast.
Dong dong dong~~
The roaring war drums sounded rapidly.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Thousands of Tiger Guard cavalry roared and roared, following Qiao Wanjun like sharp arrows as they launched a charge.
When the giant army on the opposite side saw this, they immediately stopped their advance.
"Array up!"
A military order resounded across the sky.
Kakakka~~
Shields half as tall as a man were neatly arranged in front of the military formation, and the cold light of the spears shone through the gaps in the shields.
But in just one breath, the initially chaotic army of giant spirits turned into a solid shield wall.
How can the elite army of the Giant Spirit Dynasty be a weak army?
Perhaps in terms of elite level, they are not as good as the most elite Tiger Guard cavalry of the Dai Viet Dynasty, but they are definitely considered a strong army.
The shields and armor were arrayed like a mountain, and thousands of horses galloped like a tide.
In an instant, the two sides collided.
The terrifying impact caused people to flip onto their backs, shields to break, spears to shoot out, blood to shoot out, and dust to fly.
"kill!"
Qiao Wanjun was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly tearing open the shield array of the giant spirit army.
He moved forward without any regard for the soldiers behind him.
Or maybe he wanted to open a gap in the shield array of the giant spirit army as quickly as possible for the soldiers behind him.
Because he knew very well that the giant spirit army did not give him much time, only a short moment.
Just as he expected, just as he rushed into the shield formation of the giant spirit army, a majestic force suddenly appeared from the sky and came towards him.
Without any time to think, Qiao Wanjun raised his sword and slashed in the air.
boom!!
The sharp blade collided with a jet-black blade.
"Qiao Wanjun, old man, how dare you fight me!"
In the sky, a skinny figure wearing a long gray coat hung, a pair of deep and hazy eyes staring at Qiao Wanjun.
Qiao Wanjun looked at the visitor and laughed.
"Ghost Sword Qi Mo, I'm waiting for you!"
Pointing his sword straight at the sky, Qiao Wanjun patted the horse beneath him and suddenly leaped into the air.
The war horse was also extremely ferocious. Without Qiao Wanjun, it was still charging forward.
Wearing heavy armor, the tall tiger-headed horse is like a heavy tank, rampaging through the enemy formation, and even innate warriors cannot stop it.
If it hadn't been exhausted in the end, it might have been able to break through the shield array of the giant spirit army.
It's a pity that it died under random swords in the end, but its contribution is not small.
The Tiger Guard cavalry at the rear had already rushed into the hinterland of the shield formation, completely breaking the shield formation.
On the sky.
Qiao Wanjun confronts Qi Mo.
Both of them are masters of swordsmanship, and their age and cultivation level are almost the same.
"We haven't seen each other for a hundred years!" Qi Mo looked at Qiao Wanjun, his dark eyes like abyss.
Qiao Wanjun grinned, "Yes, no more, no less, exactly a hundred years!"
"A hundred years ago, you came to Dai Viet to challenge me. Haha, you were defeated by me!"
Both of them are talented and beautiful people. Although they belong to two countries, they have many intersections with each other.
At that time, Qiao Wanjun was called the number one genius in Dai Viet, and Qi Mo was not bad either.
That battle caused quite a shock in the Juling Dynasty and the Dai Viet Dynasty.
Many warriors traveled thousands of miles to watch the battle between the two.
The result was that Qiao Wanjun was slightly better than Qi Mo.
An ugly smile appeared on Qi Mo's thin face, "Then let's fight again!"
Qiao Wanjun held his sword in front of him, "That's exactly what I meant!"
Their eyes collided.
The next moment.
The two figures bumped into each other.
Explosions resounded, ripples spread, the blue sky trembled, and misty clouds dispersed in all directions.
The blades slashed through the void with different blades, and the terrifying blade intent tore apart everything in the world.
Ghost Sword Qi Mo, the blade is as weird as a ghost, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
What is a ghost sword?
It's not because his sword has ghost energy or some cold sword-wielding technique.
It's because his sword is so mysterious and unpredictable that it's hard to figure out and predict.
In contrast, Qiao Wanjun's sword is also called the Ba Dao, which emphasizes domineering and majestic, and every move appears mighty and domineering.
Qiao Wanjun's sword is majestic and majestic, while Qi Mo's ghost sword is extremely dangerous.
The battle between the two was gorgeous and brutal.
One can't help but feel a sense of fear after watching it.
On the city wall.
The Emperor of Yue stared at the two blurry figures in the sky.
"Can the Governor win?"
"I don't know!" Cheng Zhiqiu said lightly.
"I don't know!" The Emperor of Yue paused slightly, his eyes full of worry.
Cheng Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the outcome is unpredictable, the outcome is unpredictable, hahaha~~"
He suddenly laughed loudly.
"Liang Fei, such sneaky behavior is not the behavior of a gentleman!"
Lang Lang's laughter echoed in the sky, and the majestic aura spread like a breeze, covering the surrounding area of thousands of meters in the blink of an eye.
"I just wanted to see if you were here, but I didn't expect His Majesty the Emperor of Yue to be here too!"
“What a big surprise!”
A voice sounded above the city wall. It was not loud, but it could be heard for several miles.
He was an old man wearing a loose Confucian shirt, his gray hair was neatly tied, his face was ruddy, his temperament was clear, and he gave the impression that he was a kind and loving old man.
He was also holding a white jade-colored book on one side, with the word "rite" engraved on the title page.
This is the Jade Book Liang Fei.
Cheng Zhiqiu's face changed slightly after listening to Liang Fei's words.
Liang Fei's words exposed the Yue Emperor, which was not a good thing.
Once the enemy knows the location of the Yue Emperor, they will definitely do everything possible to capture the Yue Emperor.
Cheng Zhiqiu looked at the Emperor of Yue, but the Emperor of Yue shook his head and said firmly: "Go ahead, sir, I am right here and I am not going anywhere!"
Cheng Zhiqiu sighed softly and nodded slightly.
It seems to be the same everywhere I go now.
If the Emperor of Vietnam wants to be here, let him be here.
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhiqiu no longer hesitated, stepped out slowly, and reached the sky step by step.