Outside Beiling City, millions of troops from the Dayu Empire gathered again. However, they were not here to attack the city today, but to cheer. With them here, the momentum of the Daqian Empire would be greatly suppressed.
Five miles away from the gate of Beiling City, the people of the Daewoo Empire have set up a battlefield and a stand on the field. Park Jinyun is sitting on the highest position of the stand, holding two beauties in his arms while drinking and having fun. , in his opinion, this holy war is just a show, without any suspense at all.
On the battlefield, nine combatants selected from an army of millions were standing there neatly, wearing battle armor, with their hands folded on their chests, their eyes full of murderous intent.
These nine people were also warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles and had climbed out of the pile of dead men.
As for why there are nine people? That's because Park Jin-woon himself also occupies a quota. If it is really needed, he will play.
However, in Park Jinyun's view, such an eventuality is simply impossible.
At this time, the gate of Beiling City slowly opened, and an army of about a thousand people came out. Tang Li and others rode dragon horses and walked in front of the team, not affected by the momentum of the opponent's million-strong army.
After a while, Tang Li and others finally appeared below the battlefield.
To the south, Park Jinyun also had a stand built, but the height was slightly shorter than his own.
Ji Xian glanced at the stands and naturally knew that he knew what kind of tricks Park Jinyun was playing. He just wanted to humiliate himself in front of everyone. As a prince of the same empire, if he was willing to sit in the stands, it meant that his status was lower than that of Park Jinyun.
The corners of Ji Xian's mouth raised slightly, and he didn't care at all. He said to Zhang Yu and others: "Let's go, generals, follow me to the stand."
"Your Highness, this is absolutely not allowed! Park Jinyun is obviously insulting you. If we go up there and this matter spreads, wouldn't it make the world laugh at you?"
Zhang Yu hurriedly stepped forward to object.
"Yes, Your Highness, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Park Jin-yun is nothing. If Your Highness wants a grandstand, I will have one built right away."
Someone else stood up and said.
"If we lose this battle, we would rather die than surrender. If we lose our lives, why do we care about these things? If we win, we will just slap him in Park Jinyun's face."
Ji Xian patted Tang Li on the shoulder, with a pleading look in his eyes, and then slowly walked up to the stands and sat down.
Ji Rou was sitting next to Ji Xian. Her beauty immediately attracted Park Jinyun's attention.
Pu Jinyun's eyes lit up: "I have long heard that in the Daqian Empire, there was a princess Ji Rou who was as beautiful as a flower and was the most beautiful woman in the country. I guess she must be this one, right? Ji Xian, I heard that you love your people like your own children. Why don't you treat Ji Rou like this? If you give me Rou, how about I give you 100,000 captive people?"
"Park Jinyun, stop talking nonsense and start the holy war directly."
Ji Xian didn't want to talk so much and said directly.
"Hahaha! Ji Xian, it doesn't matter if you don't agree now. When the holy war is over, you will all become slaves of this prince, and then I will play with your sister in front of you."
Park Jinyun said with a lewd smile.
Ji Rou's chest heaved. She did not expect that the prince of the majestic empire would actually say such words.
There was no further communication between the two sides, and a general from the Daewoo Empire walked up.
"The Holy Sect (Dragon Elephant Sect) stipulates that the referee of the Holy War shall be the party initiated. The two sides will determine the outcome, as well as life and death. The one who survives wins, and the one who dies loses! The winner can continue to the next game. The battle will be fought until all of one party is killed before the Holy War can be decided! Now, I declare that the Holy War between the Da Yu Empire and the Da Qian Empire in the Xuanfu Realm has begun!"
As soon as the general finished speaking, on the other side of the Daewoo Empire, a man with a height of three meters and a body full of explosive muscles rose into the air and landed in the center of the battlefield. A violent aura was released from his body.
"Hahaha, grandsons of the Daqian Empire, come up quickly and die!"
The man's voice was like thunder, and the muscles on his body turned copper.
"Don't be arrogant, I will fight you!"
A man from the Daqian Empire with several scars on his face flew up with a machete.
"You are no match for me, get out of here."
The tall man from the Daewoo Empire crossed his hands on his chest, not taking the other person seriously at all.
"Looking for death! Mountain style!"
The scarred man jumped into the air, raised his sword high, and violent spiritual energy gathered on the sword, and he slashed out with all his strength. A ray of sword energy cut through the sky and slashed towards the opponent's head.
When the tall man saw this, there was no fear on his face. When the knife was less than three feet away from him, he clasped his hands together and caught the knife firmly.
For a moment, violent spiritual energy swept across the entire battlefield.
"This is impossible!"
The scarred man looked horrified. The move just now was almost his strongest attack, but the opponent actually took it head-on, and he didn't even take a step back.
"Hahaha, I told you that you are no match for me."
The tall man suddenly burst out with a burst of golden spiritual energy. In a flash, he appeared in front of the scarred man. He was as fast as a ghost and was not affected by his size at all.
The tall man punched out, followed by a roar, and his fist penetrated the scarred man's body.
The next moment, the scarred man's body fell heavily from the air and landed in the center of the battlefield, lifeless.
There is no doubt that the Daewoo Empire won the first game, and it only used one move.
"Hahaha, Ji Xian, your Daqian Empire has no one left, yet you sent such a waste."
Park Jinyun laughed loudly.
Ji Xian's face became extremely solemn. According to regulations, if the Daqian Empire wants to win the Holy War, it can only lose three games at most. Therefore, every battle is extremely important.
Although Ji Xian had pinned his hopes on Tang Li from the beginning, he also hoped that someone could share some of the burden for Tang Li. After all, if Tang Li was attacked from behind, no matter how strong Tang Li was, it would be difficult to resist him. Liveable.
"Li Tong, come on!"
Zhang Yu ordered a man wearing a black robe. The first defeat would definitely have a big impact on the morale of the Daqian Empire, so he sent Li Tong, who ranked second in strength among the nine.
The tall man did not go on. It was obvious that he planned to continue fighting the next game.
The man in black robe turned into a black shadow and appeared on the battlefield in the blink of an eye.
Li Tong's movement skills were very strange, and Tang Li could tell that his advantage should be in speed.
"The speed is good, but unfortunately, it's of no use to me."
The tall man smiled faintly, still very confident.