Chapter Three Hundred and Six Thousand Miles of Crazy Sand
On the border front between the north and the south, there are six states in the north.
The war was like a huge bloody millstone, covering nearly a million generals from both countries.
At the beginning of the war, countless soldiers were turned into pieces of flesh and blood by this huge war millstone, their bodies were thrown into the mountains, and their blood was sprinkled on the loess...
The chaos in the world has caused many families to be separated from their wives and children, and many people to leave their homes.
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After experiencing three strategic failures, Yuan Shengxiang was defeated by continuous defeats. He was so angry that even the great master was suffering from mental illness, apathetic, and fell ill in bed.
Although Lu Qi only had more than 300,000 soldiers and horses, the Zhenbei Army was already a battle-hardened army. It had won several great battles in succession, which stimulated the morale of the army to the point of extremely strong self-confidence.
After Mozhou, troops began to be sent from the city to launch a general offensive to seize the lost ground.
The war took place in more than a dozen states on the border between the two countries and opened the front.
After several consecutive defeats, Tang Bingjun was demoralized and his commander was ill. Even with the old commander Shi Jing in charge and a god of war like An Rushan, it would be difficult to reverse the situation of losing ground.
The Anru Mountain in the tent was as deep as the abyss, and the one-armed fist was drilled tightly, as if it could burst the air in the tent, which showed his mood at this time.
"Xuanba..."
"Xuanba was unexpectedly attacked and injured..."
The 30,000-strong army heading from Taizhou to Qingzhou was hammered to death by Li Xuanba in a frenzy, turning into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The story eventually spread throughout the Tang Dynasty.
Even the Emperor of Tang Dynasty in Chang'an was alarmed and turned pale with anger.
Naturally, he would not hide it from An Rushan, who was already very concerned about Li Xuanba on the front line.
Within the Tang Dynasty, the people in the north had completely regarded King Zhao as a crazy and inhuman being. Otherwise, how could he be so cruel and crazy that he could slaughter all the 30,000 troops under his command.
What kind of person can do this?
Anyone who can do it is not human!
This is the various comments made by various forces in the Tang Dynasty on this matter. They all believe that there is a devil in the royal family of the palace wall.
However, An Rushan and Tang Huang were trembling with anger and their hearts were twitching because it was the culprit who turned Li Xuanba into this state.
The news was obtained from the thousands of people who narrowly escaped from Li Xuanba's sledgehammer.
It was a young man in the clouds who blocked the road. He first struck Li Xuanba with thunder, and then Prince Zhao went up to the sky to hit him. As a result, Prince Zhao was knocked into the earth instead, with blood flowing from his skull and all over his face.
Blood let out a heart-shaking roar of pain, and then began to look for people. His eyes turned red, and he began to kill his own people...
The few thousand people who survived almost all had mental problems, as if they had fallen into hell that day and saw the most terrifying existences and things in the world...
One person beat 30,000 people into bloody mud. What a huge mountain of corpses and sea of blood...
What kind of inhumanity did Li Xuanba become like this...
The end of martial arts!
"It can smash the head of Xuan Ba, who is at the end of his martial arts, and make him go crazy..."
An Rushan's heart was trembling.
Who is this young man?
This was what made him and Emperor Tang tremble.
Is there actually a young man in the world who is more powerful than Xuan Ba?
This is absolutely impossible!
Li Xuanba is definitely his age, and he is the most naturally gifted martial artist in the world!
No one of his age can compare with him.
Then, maybe some old monster is hiding it...
Huhu~
An Rushan's breath in the tent was surging like wind and thunder, and it was very rapid, showing that his mood was extremely unstable.
Li Xuanba suffered a serious head injury. According to the royal family member who later found Li Xuanba, the horrific injuries would have killed any real Yuanshen.
Xuan Ba was able to survive thanks to his martial arts limit body. Although his life was fine, it left serious hidden dangers.
The head is the most important part of a person. The skull is broken, which directly shocks the brain. What a horrific internal injury. If Li Xuanba wants to go to the battlefield with this kind of injury, once his blood is stimulated, it will directly stimulate the internal injury of his brain, causing
His mind was in confusion, and he once again refused to recognize his relatives.
"I hope Immortal Youtan can heal Xuan Ba's injury as soon as possible, otherwise..."
An Rushan walked out of the tent and looked at the retreating army, with a worried look on his face and loneliness in his breathing.
Xuan Ba, whom he only regarded as someone he could rely on to turn the tide of the battle, would not be able to go to the battlefield again until his head injury healed.
They must strategically avoid Lu Qi's offensive.
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In Mozhou, the rear area of Anru Mountain.
Lu Qingping, who returned to the government office, soon also suffered the subsequent effects of Li Xuanba's injury.
Knowing that the Northern Tang Dynasty was retreating steadily, and that much of the lost territory in the Southern Sui Dynasty was slowly being regained, he felt slightly relieved.
At least this trip was worthwhile and bought me some time so that I could go to the Western Golden Realm with confidence.
evening.
Inside the Yamen of Mozhou Prefecture.
Under the moonlight in the flower bed, there is a fresh night breeze blowing the clothes of the young man in white, and the black hair and thin gown fly back together, giving people the feeling of a young man in troubled times.
The young man looked at the moon with his hands behind his hands.
Under the moon.
A commoner monk stepped on the moon and came, but his face was full of sorrow.
He has been ignored by this prince for more than ten days.
"I'm really sorry to have made you wait for so many days. I have no choice but to attend to military matters. Please forgive me, master."
Lu Qingping stood in the garden with her hands behind her hands, her face smiling naturally.
Monk Foyuan landed in the garden and then carefully looked at Lu Qingping's true face.
Ever since we said goodbye that day in Tiandao Valley, Mozhou was occupied by the Sword Alliance, and the true identity of Sword Leader Li Tongtian was revealed.
After hearing that Lu Qingping, whom he had fought with, and whom Wen Tianming thought was impossible, turned out to be Li Tongtian.
"His Royal Highness, you are truly a miracle in this world. With such a speed of cultivation, if you say that he is not the reincarnation of a certain saint, the young monk would not believe it..."
Foyuan looked emotional.
The first time he met Lu Qingping was in Diaoaoji a few months ago.
Although the young man was able to defeat Wen Tianming that time, his combat power was at the Grand Master level at most. As a result, just a few months later, he actually crossed such a huge gap in realms. He was only one step away from achieving Yuan Shen, and he was also able to achieve it.
Possessing the Taoist Dharma...
In the world, he was the only person in the world who could have such talent and cultivation speed. He had really only seen this prince.
Lu Qingping's face was calm when she heard Foyuan's profound words again. Although the Taoist Patriarch's Dharma made him feel uneasy, his Taoist heart belonged to him...
Even though he may really be the reincarnation of some great power, and he has a destiny imposed on him by others. This destiny is irresistible and can change everything about him, even his life and death, but he will definitely not be able to change his determination to follow his own path...
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He is definitely not anyone's vassal, just himself.
Phew~
Between breaths.
Fo Yuan faintly noticed something on the young man's body, but he didn't seem to notice anything.
"I wonder if the prince is inviting the monk tonight..."
Foyuan asked. He had already vaguely noticed in his heart that after waiting for so many days, maybe...
Lu Qingping nodded and said, "How about setting off tonight?"
"tonight?"
Foyuan said in surprise.
"Why, does the master have any unfinished business?" Lu Qingping looked at him, and then said: "If so, I'll go for a day first, and then wait for the master in the Western Golden Realm." Lu Qingping said.
Fo Yuan immediately shook his head and said with a smile: "I just didn't expect His Royal Highness to be so straightforward. Tonight is just tonight. For those of us who have become Dharma figures, there is really no difference between setting out during the day and setting out at night..."
Because they are all walking in the sky.
"Then please ask Master to lead the way." Lu Qingping looked at Foyuan and said.
then.
A golden light and clear light shot out from the small courtyard into the sky, heading far to the west.
At the same time, in a Taoist temple in Mozhou.
A handsome young Taoist looked at the full moon in the sky with a melancholy expression, and at the jade slip in his hand. There had been no news about the monk for dozens of days.
"Mr. Wen has understood the rudiments of the Dharma of the Supreme Taoist Patriarch. Even if he doesn't go to the place sealed by the Western Emperor, will he be inferior to you? What are the three religions co-current and the secrets of the three religions? Mr. Wen will show you what it means to be the only Taoist.
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Under the moonlight, Wen Tianming, who had been waiting for several days, looked gloomy, like an abandoned woman.
Later, he snorted angrily, with a gloomy look on his face, and went back to Danxia Holy Land without waiting any longer.
On the other side, the young man and the monk walked through the clouds and light, passing through the two states of Mo and Ning, and entered the land of thousands of miles of yellow sand west of Jambu.
Rumor has it that this is one of the four poles of heaven and earth, one of the cracks in the continent that was originally broken by the sacred and demons...
The four extremes of the world are dangerous and uninhabited places, such as the beast gods and many demons under the southern border...
The thousands of miles of wild sand in the west are just as dangerous as the millions of mountains in the south!