The soldier who first discovered Lu Qingping was shocked.
It can withstand the blood of eight thousand people, and it can also fly. The one who comes is indeed Yuanshen!
Lu Qingping ignored the soldier, then seemed to have discovered something, and said through a message:
"Senior Sister Meng, Wu Ling, Brother Zhan Long, and Grandmasters Feng Linwan and Zhang Dugu, why are you in Ningzhou?"
At this time, five powerful figures rushed in from other directions in the great city of Ningzhou, their blood and mana surging like rivers.
At this time, the five of them all looked at the young man on the tower in surprise.
"Pingdi", "Prince", "Daokui"...
Three different titles came out from five people at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, five more people appeared in front of Lu Qingping.
Meng Hanchan was the most eye-catching, wearing a long cyan dress with white flowers, her temperament was like an orchid, her complexion was fair, and her temperament was quiet. She was looking at Lu Qingping with great surprise.
Wu Ling's aura was already approaching the master, Lu Zhanlong's injuries were all healed, and the other two great masters in the Sword Alliance appeared in front of him.
"Brother Ping, you are finally back."
Lu Zhanlong was dressed in white armor and his body was as straight as a spear, like a living little white dragon. He sighed:
"But, I really hope you don't come back at this time. At least, it will be safer for you to show up at my father's side than here."
Lu Qingping frowned when she heard this:
"What's going on? Tell me slowly. Why did you show up in Ningzhou?"
He looked at Senior Sister Meng.
Before he left, he didn't send a message to Senior Sister Meng. Why did Senior Sister Meng take the initiative to help Lu Jiajun and even roped in Wu Ling?
Lu Zhanlong was silent for a moment and said:
"Not long after you left a message, Pingdi, that you were going to the Western Golden Realm to do something, I woke up. With the help of the elixir you left behind from Penglai Blessed Land, I quickly recovered from my injuries.
, good news came from the southern front..."
When Lu Qingping left, it was when he had beaten Li Xuanba, the strategic weapon of the Northern Tang Dynasty, to a brick. Coupled with Lu Qi's ingenious plan, Lu Qingping allowed Lu Qingping to use Mozhou to supply food and grass to the 600,000 Tang troops on the front line.
One of the important routes was cut off, because this series of ingenious plots caused the national destiny of the Northern Tang Dynasty to flow to the south.
Naturally, the next step is the perfect time for Lu Qi to launch a decisive battle.
"Under the pursuit of the prince, Yuan Shengxiang and An Rushan's 600,000 troops fled all the way. Then I led the remaining 20,000 troops in Mozhou City to start marching south, and then attacked Yuan Shengxiang from both sides. At the beginning, there was a big fight.
Victory..."
Lu Qingping noticed that this was the beginning, and obviously something else happened later.
"After that big victory, we were chasing Yuan Shengxiang for several months, but we didn't want to..."
When Lu Zhanlong said this, there was fear and horror in his eyes:
"Just over a month ago, a man and a horse came from the direction of Beitang. He was a thin, sickly, yellow-haired child, but..."
really……
Lu Qingping sighed secretly.
He gave Li Xuanba a brick before he left, but a few months later, he still recovered from his injury.
He could probably guess what happened next.
Although Lu Qi had previously used his ingenuity and military strategy to defeat the 600,000 troops of the Northern Tang Dynasty, abandoning his helmet and armor, he had almost established the fate of the world.
It became six in the Southern Sui Dynasty and four in the Northern Tang Dynasty.
Lu Qi has indeed created a great trend.
With the addition of 60% of the world's dragon luck, the Southern Sui army had the power to move towards the general trend.
Even the gods on the mountain dare not act rashly.
Unfortunately, this was the time when Li Xuanba did not show up.
When Li Xuanba recovered from his injuries, another martial artist appeared in the Northern Tang Dynasty, especially a martial god who was born as a martial artist. He was cruel by nature and could defeat an army of hundreds of thousands.
Plus An Rushan.
The two martial arts realms worked together to easily pull Beitang out of a retreat.
At this time, Lu Zhanlong recalled the horrifying scene of the yellow-haired boy using two sledgehammers to swat thousands of troops to death on the battlefield. He couldn't help but feel chills in his spine, and continued:
"At that time, Li Xuanba rode out across the sky alone and directly scattered our army camp. The route back to the Sui Dynasty for me and my brothers was cut off, so we had to continue to turn back to Mozhou, but Mozhou was also captured.
The Northern Tang Dynasty counterattacked, and the three thousand swordsmen all fled. I had no choice but to lead the swordsmen from the sword alliance and continue to kill in the direction of Ningzhou. In a bloody battle, with the lives of eight thousand brothers,
In exchange for the city of Ningzhou, it will be used as the place for the final bloody battle."
Lu Qingping looked calm.
As Brother Lu said, the war situation between the two countries at this time was restored by the joining of Li Xuanba in the Northern Tang Dynasty.
Even, it seems that it was stronger before.
He asked Lu Qi with concern:
"How is Father?"
Lu Qi was attacked by Li Xuanba and An Rushan. How was he doing?
Lu Zhanlong whispered:
"I and the southern army were scattered. In the end, I only heard that the prince was flanked by two Zhijuns and had to retreat to Junzhou. The Northern Tang Dynasty pursued them all the way and defeated thirty-six cities. Now they are surrounding the prince and the army in Junzhou.
In the city, it seems..."
"how?"
When Lu Qingping heard that Lu Qiren was fine, she felt relieved and no longer worried.
Lu Zhanlong said with deep sorrow:
"I heard that the dragon luck in Northern Tang Dynasty has increased by 10%, and the immortal can already try to take action."
"Um?"
Lu Qingping frowned.
The Immortal did not dare to intervene before, because the Dragon Luck of the Southern Sui Dynasty occupied 60% of the world, which represented the general trend. If he took action, he would be like the poor Ziyang Immortal, who would be counterattacked by the National Luck, hurting his origins, and damaging his own strength.
Therefore, the national fortunes of the two parties must be at least equal before there is no danger of going against the general trend.
Lu Zhanlong closed his eyes sadly and said:
"The reason why those immortals haven't taken action yet is because they want to be more secure and allow Northern Tang Dynasty to regain 60% of the dragon's luck and occupy the victory, and then they can take action without any scruples like "acting with the will of heaven". And in the end
10% of the dragon luck snatching is in this Ningzhou city under our feet."
Lu Qingping figured it out instantly.
Although Brother Lu and the Sword Alliance are now broken up, they are retreating to Ningzhou.
But because of the geographical advantages of this strategic military town, as long as they stationed troops here, no matter whether they were isolated or not, they would be like a bone spur inserted in the route of the Northern Tang Dynasty's invasion of the Southern Sui Dynasty, and it might have miraculous effects.
Only by removing the bone spurs inserted into his waist and abdomen can he regain his 60% advantage over the Sui Dynasty.
so……
"Soon the Northern Tang army will come to attack here, right?"
Lu Qingping asked calmly.
Lu Zhanlong nodded pessimistically and said:
"According to wire reports, the seven real souls of Guanyin Temple and Penglai Paradise will bring three thousand Tang troops to capture this place and pull out this thorn in our side."
After speaking, he looked at Meng Hanchan and explained:
"Fairy Meng and Brother Wu came here a few days ago..."
Meng Hanchan looked at Lu Qingping, her eyes as bright as autumn water, and said:
"I encountered something. I wanted to send you a message, but I couldn't contact you. After waiting for more than three months, I still had no message, so I took the initiative to go down the mountain to where you were guarding the city to take care of you, but I couldn't find you..."
Lu Qingping discovered that Senior Sister Meng's cultivation had already reached the Dharma Realm.
Wu Ling smiled and said:
"I still remember when we parted ways at Deng Deng Mountain, the Crown Prince once said that if there was any need, he hoped that we would come to help..."
"So, although we haven't seen the crown prince, we can still keep our original promise to you and want to help General Lu defend the city."
His cultivation has reached the master level.
Lu Zhanlong shook his head at this time, his lips were chapped, and he said solemnly:
"Now I just hope that you can take Brother Ping away as soon as possible to find the prince. He must not make any mistakes here!"
At this time, in the eyes of any general, this place has become an abandoned place, with no hope of victory.
Seven real souls from the two holy places joined the battlefield. They only had some master-level figures here, and they were two big realms apart.
When Lu Qi taught him the art of war, the first chapter taught him to assess the situation...
It is to allow the general to observe the battlefield situation at the first time during the war, so as to accurately judge where and how much the chances of victory are.
But this time, he has already judged that there is not even a 10% chance of winning.
All he can do is lead the remnant army of less than 10,000 people and fight to the end. He can carry it as long as he can. It is best to earn a few more gods on the mountain to pay for his life when his own blood is spilled on the tower.
, is the limit.
at this time.
Some of the soldiers guarding the city on the city gate tower also recognized the face of their prince.
But each of them felt extremely heavy in their hearts.
Why did the Crown Prince come back at this time!
This is the final battle to the death.
They sacrificed their lives for the country and had no problem dying in a foreign country.
But how could the prince's rich body and the prince's only heir...
Lu Qingping looked at Lu Zhanlong and was about to reach out and pat the sworn brother on the shoulder, smiling to reassure him.
Sudden.
There were fluctuations in the sky in the distance. They were seven extremely powerful soul lights, like seven turbulent rivers rushing in from afar. Seven colors dyed the sky in front of Ningzhou City.
"coming!"
In just an instant, Lu Zhanlong's expression changed. The white-clothed general's expression at this moment was ferocious, his emotions were extremely intense, and he was extremely anxious.
Why did it come so fast!
Before he could persuade Pingdi to leave quickly, he was already here!
At the end of the sky, the seven magical powers are terrifying and overwhelming.
First, there was a person who stepped into the sky, strode forward, and covered Ningzhou City with an oppressive momentum!
There was another person, with a wooden boat underneath him, crossing the space, shattering the void, and traveling over ten miles in the blink of an eye.
There is another person with a fairy sword above his head, which is powerful and oppressive in all directions. The sword energy is suffocating, making the mountains and rivers under his feet tremble...
…
There are seven real souls in total!
"Today, I am here to create the key battle to end Lu Qi's defeat."
A cold and majestic voice came.
After him, six powerful Yuanshen each carried the terrifying aura of Buddhism and Taoism, with cold smiles on their eyes.
The so-called key battle.
Just by pulling out this bone spur in the hinterland of the Northern Tang Dynasty, the immortals of the two sects can safely attack Lu Qi, plus the two immortal gods and demons Li Xuanba and An Rushan...
Two immortals and two gods and demons attack one person at the same time!
Even the land gods will die cleanly.
And how difficult would it be for them to take over this city?