The chief division representing Cangxi Yin's first vanguard army finally died after three months of fierce fighting.
Originally, the shogunate proposed to capture him alive, which would be a good choice whether to use it for public trial to establish his authority or to negotiate a price with the Cangxi Yin family in the future.
However, Chen Tian was aware that Cang Xi and the Yin clan had been studying the art of the soul for tens of thousands of years. If he were captured alive, he would probably be able to escape easily, so he ordered his immediate death early.
certainly.
Before that, Yin Chou, the counselor of the Yin family's coalition army, was the first to die.
As a counselor, he could not block the casual attack of Mo Daoshou, who belonged to the seventh team of the third song of Anziying, and he did not see the tragic death of his acquaintance.
As for the remnants of the Xuanjia Zhanzi camp, most of them were killed by the soldier souls summoned by Yin Jianyuan. In addition, the general Zhao Hongying was unconscious, they had no intention of fighting again, and finally rejected Lu Kuan's request to be recruited.
Looking at these bloody veterans walking away, Lu Kuan sighed and watched as they carried Zhao Hongying on their backs towards Linjiang City.
"General Qi!"
"speak."
"News came from Makino Wubao. It is said that the god has lost contact. The shogunate ordered the headquarters to conduct a search on the spot. If there is no news, there is no need to return to the team!"
"What? What!" Lu Kuan's face was full of astonishment. He thought it was because he had been seriously injured and had tinnitus. He hurriedly asked the scout again, and the clear syllables announced that the fact was correct, "The god has lost contact? Tell me clearly!"
The scouts in Tang Bao reported: "The Divine Lord and the Elder of Five Shadows were in close combat and gained the upper hand. Unexpectedly, the other party jumped over the wall in a hurry and eventually self-destructed. The Divine Lord disappeared without a trace."
"...Is there any progress at the Mu Pavilion?" Lu Kuan asked nervously.
Everyone's hearts tensed and they stared directly at the Tangbao scout, but the other party just shook his head with difficulty.
Lu Kuan grinned and forced a smile: "Brother, you have worked hard in the tunnel. Go down and have a rest. The god is spread over thousands of miles and has great blessings and destiny. Nothing will happen to you. Don't worry, everyone."
"As ordered..." The Tangbao scouts passed through the silent Anzi Camp. Without even thinking about rest, they turned around and went to inform the other troops scattered around Daigui Mountain.
Lu Kuan waved his big hand fiercely: "Don't worry about the prisoners, put down all the work at hand, and quickly go out and look for them, inch by inch!"
The whole army thundered and dispersed after receiving the order.
Not only the Anzi camp far away at Pingmuguan, but also the main army at the Makino tidal flats were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
The huge crater at the center of the explosion had long been drained of water, and more than 100,000 people had descended there in turn. Every reed swamp in the Makino tidal flat had also been turned upside down, but still no trace of Chen Tian could be found.
The search process lasted for two days and two nights, but there was still no news. It seemed that Chentian suddenly disappeared from the world, leaving only a glorious legend.
Pang Xingyun was so worried that Yang Niang and Nan Lu came to inquire about their whereabouts again and again, which made him even more tired to deal with them.
He looked at the broken Feng'an sword on the desk and had mixed feelings. In the end, he had to place his hope on Nie Qing, the political strategist.
"Mr. Nie, I have always heard of the art of fortune-seeing among political strategists, and now..."
"Don't worry." Nie Qing waved his hand, signaling Pang Xingyun to calm down and look at the stars in the sky. "Who does Pang Da think the god is?"
"To ride hundreds of millions and unify the world, he must be an unprecedented legendary figure."
"That's right."
"Ah?" Pang Xingyun was confused and said with cupped hands, "Sir, please clarify."
"Twenty-eight constellations, five sense organs and six palaces, Zi Palace, Taiwei, Xuanyuan, Xianchi, Sishou, Tian'a." Nie Qing slowly explained, "The god occupies the northern domain of Cangxi, from west to east, and his fate is exactly like Tian'a.
, the waves are endless.”
"Sir, please give me a summary." Pang Xingyun handed over his hand again.
"Let's take a look at the fourth star of the Seven Stars of the White Tiger in the West Palace of Pleiades. Although it is shaky and dim, it has obviously not fallen yet." Nie Qing said frankly, "So the god's life is not worried, but he is unconscious. If it stays like this for a long time,
It’s dangerous.”
Pang Xingyun just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly he held his breath nervously: "Where is the god?"
"East."
"Gusu City?"
"Almost."
"I dare to ask Mr. Nie to be more specific." Pang Xingyun was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "It is not difficult to capture Gusu City now, but such a large city is always difficult to find."
"The secrets of heaven are unpredictable, and life is also unpredictable." Nie Qing closed his posture and suddenly became a little older after gathering his spiritual consciousness. He looked at the lights of thousands of families in Gusu City under the night, and said slowly, "The god has gone too far.
Yeah, it’s really hard to see clearly down there.”
Pang Xingyun knew that his skill of regulating luck and looking at qi had already damaged too much of his cultivation, so he either didn't do it or couldn't do it.
He bowed his head and resigned, immediately held a cabinet meeting, mobilized the three armies, and began to deploy the next offensive against Gusu City.
The long night.
The autumn wind carries river fog into Gusu City.
Chen Tian heard the sound of gurgling water, as if a train was passing by, humming a tune of unknown lyrics, and then there were pennies tapping on the stone slabs, indicating that someone must have come ashore.
really.
The next moment there were light footsteps, the steps were not big, and the jade pendant on the waist was just a jingle.
"Are you awake?" The female voice was melodious, like a clear spring flowing from a rock, "You're feeling better pretty quickly."
This rather soft accent made Chen Tian feel a little strange. If I remember correctly, there was no such dialect in the Luwu Mountain area for more than a thousand miles, right?
He really wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but after trying for a long time, he couldn't do it at all.
And when he opened his mouth to respond, the words turned into a hoarse syllable, and every sentence fell into silence.
At this moment, Chen Tian felt that his body was like a cocoon, extremely restricting his five senses and consciousness. Even if he was the supreme and infinite god, there was nothing he could do about it.
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Fortunately, the female voice sounded loudly again: "Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Or do you need to go to the toilet?"
Hearing this, Chen Tian suddenly felt that her accent was very familiar. He had clearly heard it somewhere. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Isn’t that exactly what Brahma Lin Puji said?
Oops!
Could it have fallen into her hands?
Chen Tian still remembers how he summoned a yellow dragon with the power of Yongtai City and crashed down Tianzhu Peak.
Not only did she force Puji to hide in an underground cave, but she also took over her disciples, and all the fairies and monsters became prisoners of war.
In the end, he captured her alive and took her to the city lord to serve as a maid, promising that if she earned enough ten taels of silver from her work, she would be freed.
With all these things going on, Pu Ji must have hated herself to the core. Maybe she took advantage of him to lead troops on the front line to crack the Brahma pattern, escape from the city lord's palace, and abduct her seriously injured self.
The more Chen Tian thought about it, the more reasonable it became.
Because the Brahma Sect in Tianzhu Peak is extremely closed-minded and has never disdained communication with the human world, its accent is of course unfamiliar. Then except Brahma Lin Boji, who can speak such a soft and bone-crushing dialect?
At the same time, the offensive and defensive forces were different, how should she torture herself? However, before he could clear his mind, a sharp cold light touched the center of his eyebrows, as cold as a blade.