Unexpectedly, under the leadership of Qing Ao, who was dressed in gray and white Taoist robes, the war beast's iron hoofs trampled the ruined mountains and rivers, and troops came to the city.
In a desperate battle, the bodies of the soldiers who committed suicide under the city gate were mercilessly crushed.
Seeing the True Immortal Cult team coming with the force of tigers and wolves, Junhuang Chenghuang was so horrified that his heart almost burst. His whole body froze and he held his breath involuntarily. There were thousands of Dharma forms behind him, but they were not to meet the enemy.
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But because the situation is not right, he can abandon this city in time and settle down and retreat to the next fairy city as soon as possible.
A gentleman does not stand behind dangerous walls, he is the master of a monarch. At this moment, appearing in this fairy city in the outside world has achieved the effect of a personal expedition to boost morale.
There is no need to seriously risk your life in this small city.
The water god's realm is so vast that he can occupy the national uniforms of one hundred and three fairy cities.
As for the outermost border towns, if necessary and the war is serious, we can abandon them as long as a strong man can cut off his wrist.
The main thing is to defend the core fortress, keep the troops from collapse, and delay as much time as possible until the brother can find a way to break through the mountain boundary. With this resource, it is the death of this traitor Qing Ao!
As for that woman in Cangnanyi...
Junhuang Chenghuang never believed that this ruthless woman would choose to stand aside in the face of righteousness.
It must have been that the traitor had seized the letter he had written to Qing Ao.
When he personally caused such big troubles, she solved them one by one for herself.
He even understands the truth that the lips are cold and the teeth are dead.
If Qing Ao is really allowed to capture the Water God Realm, it means that the power of heaven, earth, water and swamps in the hundreds of thousands of mountains in the Kunlun Mountains will fall into the hands of the enemy.
No matter how powerful she is, she can't withstand the drying up of Kunlun Jingxu for ten years and hundreds of years.
Without water to nourish the earth, hundreds of thousands of mountains and hundreds of millions of creatures will only wither into fossils without spiritual power.
As long as he writes a few more letters, the scouts with special skills in the mountains will send them to Xixuan Peak one by one.
As long as a letter can be delivered to the Wangchen Palace, she cannot sit idly by due to this bond of cause and effect.
However, before his true body could escape with Fa Xiang, the tiger and wolf army with a rainbow of momentum approached the city. Qing Ao raised his arm, but stopped the march of the army.
He was riding on the clouds in the void, his cold and dark eyes filled with a playful sneer, looking down at the frightened Junhuang Chenghuang.
The emperor took advantage of the desolation to see that look, and his whole body was filled with coldness.
On the contrary, Taoist Gu Kui, even though he was equally scared, stood up and protected Junhuang Chenghuang, blocking Master Qingao's cold gaze as if looking at prey.
She said in a stern voice: "Zhenren's life has been full of misfortunes. Even though it is regrettable, it is reasonable for Zhenren to resent Master Zhu Zhan. However, your Majesty has no grudges against Master Zhuzhan. In your eyes, you can say that you regard Master as your confidant.
Like Taoist friends.
Master's achievements today are indispensable to your Majesty's trust and hope in Master. Doesn't Master think that he is retaliating for kindness by rebelling against him?!"
"Repay kindness with hatred?" Master Qing Ao had a smile as thin as mist on his face, and there was a hint of pity for a fool in his cold eyes.
"Only you, Taoist Gu, will regard this man's actions as kindness."
He looked uninterested and didn't seem to have much desire to talk to her, so he didn't say anything more.
He raised his arms and waved them down. Under the heart of Junhuang Chenghuang, which was beating wildly, the dark army behind him did not break through the barrier. Instead, for some unknown reason, they all retreated like a tide.
Junhuang Chenghuang was stunned on the spot, and when he came to his senses, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Gu Kui's beautiful eyes suddenly turned scarlet.
Qing Ao clearly had the remaining strength to continue breaking through the city, but he stopped in front of the city gate.
It clearly looks like they came here in this grand era just to crush the corpses of those soldiers.
The Emperor Chenghuang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Retreat, retreat, they retreated! My decision is indeed right. He must know my determination not to open the city gate to death. He continues to choose to attack by force, even if he is killed
If he forcibly captures my Water God Realm, he will also experience a serious injury to his vitality. How will he still have the energy to continue to deal with Cangnan Yi?"
The general who had shouted loudly just now that he would protect the Emperor Chenghuang to the death frowned. For some reason, the enemy army had clearly retreated, but after hearing the Lord's words, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
He bowed and said: "Your Majesty, the enemy has retreated, but we have to open the city gate to welcome the general..."
"Open the city gate!!!" Junhuang Chenghuang's expression changed drastically, and his reaction was astonishing: "That traitor Qing Ao was frightened by my determination not to open the city gate! This is why I have to re-evaluate the pros and cons and examine myself!
At this time, you actually asked me to open the city gate, what are your intentions!"
The general looked suffocated, then lowered his head and said solemnly: "I have no such intention! It's just that thousands of soldiers in the city over there are loyal to the king. Although they were defeated, they never surrendered. They died to prove their reputation. They are warriors."
, when the soul returns to its homeland and rests in the earth, instead of being trampled into mud by the enemy's cavalry and eaten by rotten vultures."
"The soul has returned to its hometown? Under the city gate, it was also my domain. They were originally on their homeland, but now they have planted the enemy's flag. The fact that they were defeated cannot be changed! They were defeated in the war.
, how can anyone have the shame to risk opening the city gate to collect the bones of a defeated army like them? Isn’t this just a joke?!”
The general was shocked, looked at the Emperor Chenghuang in disbelief, and murmured: "Your Majesty, you think they... are a joke?"
Junhuang Chenghuang sneered, flicked his sleeves, and said: "No matter what, if we can force Qing Ao's traitor out of the battle line today, it can be regarded as a victory in this battle. In the short term, he will definitely not provoke him easily again."
As for the war, you can send a large number of scouts to the Kunlun Mountains in the past few days and ask the female officer Qingxuan to send troops to assist.
The True Immortal Sect’s strongholds in the mountains are too scattered and its territory is limited. As long as we combine the mountains and rivers to attack, we will definitely be able to completely eradicate the cancer of the True Immortal Sect!”
Seeing that Emperor Chenghuang didn't care so much about the life and death of his people, he was only protecting his own personal interests in his words.
The general was extremely heartbroken, but he dared not speak out in anger.
As for the cancer of the True Immortal Sect, isn't it because your Majesty insisted on cultivating this external force in the mountains regardless of the emperor's wishes? Now that he has lured the wolf into the house and suffered a counterattack, he doesn't feel any guilt at all. At this time,
He also thought about letting the Emperor and the Queen bear the consequences for the trouble he caused.
In this peaceful and prosperous age, the emperor took advantage of the rare famine to go on a personal expedition, and witnessed the blood and flesh turning to mud on the border battlefields, and the destruction of mountains, rivers and cities, which ultimately cast a huge shadow on his heart.
In the few days since he retreated to the Backwater Temple in the border city, he could not wait for a reply from Kunlun Mountain. Instead, battle reports covered with blood, mud and dust were sent to his imperial desk all day long.
Emperor Chenghuang was very annoyed by this. He didn't need to read the battle report to know that the restless thief had begun to attack cities and territories in his kingdom again.
However, this time, he lost the courage to go to the battlefield to fight in person.
No matter how much Gu Kui tried to persuade him, he was unwilling to go again.
Over the years, he has wandered around the gentle countryside, never revisiting the art of war that he learned under the pressure of his brother when he was a boy.
Although he did not know the true strength of the army under his command in detail, he still understood that the foundation of the Immortal could not be broken overnight.
What's more, his brother left him many capable officers. As long as he insists on never opening the city gate like he did in that war, Qing Ao's progress in conquering his country will never be any faster.
Even after hearing that the veteran general Zhai Long, who was good at fighting and extremely brave, had come out of the mountain and led the elite soldiers and generals who had been practicing in seclusion for many years in the mountain to rush to the battlefield, this could not help but make Junhuang Chenghuang's tense heart suddenly tense.
I felt relieved.
In this way, under the stalemate of the war, it would be difficult for Qing Ao to strictly maintain the battle line. If the battle report letters he wrote were based on quantity, the chances of them being delivered to Cang Nanyi would be greatly increased.
In recent days, the emperor has been spending his time forgetting to eat and sleep, writing letters one after another from his hand. He has sent all the scouts in the mountain to use this letter as an important battle report. He has risked his life to deliver it to Cang Nanyi.
After doing this, Junhuang Chenghuang seemed to have completed a major mission, and he felt a lot relieved for his efforts.
The panic of imminent country subjugation seemed to have found some kind of solace. The emperor did not choose to move forward or fight to the death, but chose to paralyze himself and ignore the oppressive feeling of the impending rain.
He cowardly avoided thinking and simply believed that as long as Cang Nanyi could open the contents of the battle report he had written, he would definitely turn the tide and change everything with his vigorous and resolute actions as before.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.
Back then, the source of the Divine Water was stolen from him and his life was in danger. It was Cang Nanyi who paved the way for him and solved the trouble very smoothly.
Even though he lost the sacred Hanyu Pond in Kunlun Mountain and suffered countless infamy, in the end he was still half husband and half king of Kunlun Mountain.
If he really died in the Kunlun Mountains, even if Cangnanyi tried to save him afterwards, his brother would definitely not let go of the Kunlun Mountains easily.
She knows how to choose.
What's more, what if the battle report, which is enough to put pressure on Cang Nanyi, cannot be delivered to her.
She is not deaf or blind, either deaf or blind.
Such great changes have taken place in the Water God Realm. Under the stalemate of the battle, she looks down on all living beings with her saintly eyes and Dharma eyes. It is absolutely impossible for her to be unaware of the war here.
In fact, Junhuang Chenghuang felt that the reason Cang Nanyi had not shown up for so long was because she already had the means to suppress and deal with the old god master Ao Qing, and was just waiting for the opportunity.
Such words comforted myself over and over again, numbing myself in a way of self-deception.
In order to prove the authenticity of what he thought in his heart, the emperor took advantage of the shortage and once again recruited dancing girls and musicians, and worked hard to create a situation where no matter how the outside world was turbulent and the war was in full swing, he could still maintain a calm posture and sing and dance calmly in this palace.
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The handsome talents and beauties in the palace, the lyrics that should be written, the music that should be composed, are the Heyan Temple that Junhuang has never set foot in. For the first time, he also went down to the mountain in person and burned a altar.
The incense is at its peak to bless your country of mountains and rivers with prosperity and immortality.
Encountering a huge change, his newly married concubine has already rushed to the battlefield with a sword in her hand, with no chance of returning.
But he still wandered leisurely in singing and dancing, taking in the beauty and beautiful scenery, lying on her knees, holding the good times in his hands. He only left the huge mountains and rivers, the good generals and ministers who were truly loyal to him, and the safety of the people's homes behind.
In the back of my mind.
However, Junhuang Chenghuang never realized that the reason why he refused to let go and opened the city gate was not because he was a man of steel and refused to surrender.
Refusing to open the city gate and take in the defeated soldiers is tantamount to abandoning your own people, subjects, generals, and the land that originally belonged to you outside the high tower and city wall.
In a pitiful way of maintaining his self-esteem, and in an obscure and humble way, he practiced the method of cutting away land and selling off his people, with the intention of feeding the enemy, trying to satisfy him, and accepting it as soon as it was good.
But he didn't know that the True Immortal Sect was an evil wolf that couldn't be fed enough, and Qing Ao was an evil ghost that crawled back into this world from hell.
Cowardly and naive thoughts will only attract the evil wolves and evil spirits to become even more cruel and cruel.
There is no need to use many strategies. Just once, the emperor took advantage of the famine to refuse to open the city gate and collected the bones. Qing Ao had already succeeded in his ambition and achieved his goal.
Qing Ao made another killing, and he invited a Chinese painter to draw a portrait of Zhai Long.
The portrait is lifelike, but it is a scene of Zhai Long drinking with the young god master when he was young.
The picture is lifelike, and the emotions between the expressions are vividly depicted.
And this painting, along with a black and yellow jade pendant, was sent to the imperial desk of the Water Temple.
During the singing and dancing in the Water Temple, the veteran Zhai Long was dressed in blood-stained black armor, filled with murderous aura. Every step he took, it was like a huge mountain shaking. Even though he was seriously injured, this veteran still looked very powerful.
The sense of stability is daunting.
He could clearly see that his back, which was full of injuries, was covered with countless battle flags and totems representing the generals of the Water God's domain.
He shouted: "Please open the city of Qianzhou and allow me to collect the bones of my compatriots and go home!"
Who asked him to open the city gate again? Or was it Qianzhou City?!!
In just three days, Qing Ao had already reached his fortress.
This is simply ridiculous!
No matter how strong Qing Ao is, if he doesn't have a defense line familiar with the country's layout, how can he swallow up half of his territory and directly attack the fortress in just three days?!
Junhuang Chenghuang was already in a depressed mood when he saw Zhai Long's face that had experienced vicissitudes but still retained the traces of time, and a terrifying black energy suddenly rose between his eyebrows.
He walked up to Zhai Long with a glass of wine, handed it to him, and said with a ferocious face: "General, the war is tight. I pity the general that he is old and still has to suffer from the war. General, you have worked hard, why not drink this first?" A cup of condolence wine, the general is stating his request."