After all the famous generals were lost in Lihuo City, there were not many discerning people left in the Western Wasteland. At least the king and the prince Mang Zhan did not have too keen judgment, and they never thought about Nanli who was on the verge of annihilation and finally took a breather. Instead of licking his wounds, he took the initiative to counterattack so quickly.
The whole country was still breathing a sigh of relief over Daqian's withdrawal, and was looking forward to a period of recuperation and recovery. Nanli's large-scale entry shocked the people of Xihuang.
This misjudgment that was never thought of led to Xihuang's extremely slow response and complete lack of organized and decent defense. The Nanli army was so powerful that it broke through all the cities along the way in a few days and directed its troops towards the capital of Xihuang.
It was not until this time that Mang Zhan finally gathered the defeated troops and gathered in the capital for the final battle to defend the capital.
Standing at the top of the city, looking at Li Qingjun, who was standing in front of the formation with a gun drawn in front of him, Mang Zhan's eyes were a little dazed. A few days ago, he led his army to besiege her, and he was thinking about how to capture and humiliate her when the city was breached... But just a few days ago One day, the world was turned upside down, and she led an army to the city.
Mang Zhan is just a middle-aged man. Whether it is strategy or force, he is far behind his old enemy Li Qinglin. When Nanli was sent as an envoy to Nanli, Qin Yi, who had not yet broken through his innate skills, knocked his spear away with a stick and was forced to defeat him. Not really. It should be said that he himself felt that Li Qinglin was his old enemy. In fact, in Li Qinglin's eyes, he basically couldn't find his place in a head-to-head battle. The two were never on the same level.
But Mang Zhan is not an incompetent second-generation ancestor. He is indeed a veteran general who is accustomed to fighting on the battlefield. He has at least been involved in many invasions of Nanli. He is also relatively mature politically and can crush the prince. A group of brothers. After Mang You and other generals died in Lihuo City, Mang Zhan became the last pillar of the Western Wilderness.
The centipede insect is dead but not stiff, and with such an opponent holding on to the last capital, this battle is not easy to fight.
This is the battle of national destiny, breaking the city and destroying Xihuang. Once it cannot be defeated, Nanli itself will collapse.
"Woo..." The low horn sounded, and the sound of war drums filled the sky. The Nanli Army carried ladders and braved arrows to reach the city wall. Looking from a distance, one side of the city wall was covered with people, like a black swarm of ants. On the city Rolling logs and boulders fell down, and some of the soldiers who were climbing up screamed and fell down, while those behind were brave enough to continue climbing without fear of death.
Some generals who were more skilled in martial arts used the ladders and the shoulders of the soldiers to climb directly to the top of the city in a few steps.
There were firelight and black smoke everywhere, and it seemed like two kinds of heaven and earth had merged into one under the falling snow.
Qin Yi watched from a distance, always feeling a sense of detachment.
It’s as if human life is no longer human life. The "ant-possessed" fighting method is really like human life. In a trance, I can also understand Minghe’s thoughts when he looks at people. They look at the sergeant, and Minghe looks at them. Isn’t it the same...
He quietly looked at Li Qingjun, whose expression was cold and solemn, without showing any sign of weakness or sympathy.
Qin Yi knew this was natural.
Over the past two months, her innocence should have been wiped away long ago. Her red makeup and yellow makeup were locked in a cabinet, and she put on a bloody military robe and cold iron armor. Now Li Qingjun is a rapidly growing famous general.
She already has this aptitude, just like the spear light that rushes towards the spider demon in the wind and rain.
In this kind of decisive battle involving thousands of troops, Qin Yi can't help much on the battlefield. Although he has some AOE skills, their range is not large and they cannot be used many times. It is also easy to accidentally damage friendly troops.
But he can play some very special supporting roles.
On the city wall, Mang Zhan was forcing a Nanli general back with a spear, when suddenly a soldier beside him shouted in horror: "Prince, Prince... in the sky..."
Mang Zhan turned around and opened his eyes wide.
Hundreds of Nanli elites, taking off their battle armor and wearing only their high-end uniforms, flew over from the sky and approached the city wall...
"What the hell is this? Can people from Nanli fly? What a fart!"
It's not that Nanli people can fly, it's just that Qin Yi quickly made a hundred floating talismans and controlled the direction of the floating flight. His limit was only able to control a hundred, and the speed was not fast.
But even so, it has already brought disaster to the Western Wasteland garrison.
Several Nanli elites were shot down in flight, and most of them fell into the city. They cut down anyone they saw and went straight to the city gate.
This changed the situation inside the gate, and the trouble was big. Mang Zhan anxiously sent people down to the city wall to deal with it, but Li Qingjun moved over there.
Taking advantage of the chaos at the top of the city, she led the last of her soldiers, taking the lead, and rushed straight to the city gate.
Before anyone arrived, the powerful spear light had already pierced the gap in the city gate.
The city gate shook.
There was a loud noise, and Qin Yi swung his stick and broke the iron chain next to the door.
Under attack from both inside and outside, the city gate finally opened.
Thousands of troops and horses swarmed in. Li Qingjun looked neither sad nor happy, and went straight to the battle with his gun drawn.
Qin Yi sighed, this should be done...
At this moment, Liusu's voice came from the sea of consciousness: "A strong person is approaching, be careful!"
Qin Yi was shocked. Dust rose in the distance, flying sand and rocks. The flying snow all over the sky was scattered in all directions. A vortex formed in the sky, and someone was approaching quickly.
In just an instant, the visitor had already reached the top of the city, floating in the air and looking indifferently at the battle situation below.
This is a strong man who looks like a savage, with a naked upper body, big bare feet, a tiger skin around his waist, a necklace of bones and teeth around his neck, a wooden staff in one hand, and a scimitar in the other.
An extremely terrifying aura enveloped the battlefield, and the soldiers who were engaged in a fierce exchange were unconsciously frightened by the evil aura and slowly stopped.
There was total silence on the battlefield.
Li Qingjun and Mang Zhan exchanged blows and retreated unconsciously. Both sides were shocked and confused.
Mang Zhan didn't know who was coming, and Li Qingjun didn't know either, but it was obvious that it would be beneficial to Xihuang to have elbows and armpits at this time. What's more, this appearance looked like the tribal image in the early days of Xihuang's rise... Could it be that
Is he some kind of great witch who lives in seclusion in the Western Wilderness?
Mang Zhan was surprised and said: "Senior... it seems to be very similar to the portrait in my ancestral temple..."
"Ancestral Temple..." The visitor spoke in a loud voice: "Is your surname Mang?"
Mang Zhan said: "Exactly, my name is Mang Zhan, Prince of the Western Wilderness."
"Prince...this kind of Middle-earth title is unbearably vulgar. It's enough for Nanli and the others to learn from it. Why do we, the Great Wilderness, need such a thing?"
Mang Zhan: "..."
The visitor said coldly: "It seems that it is you who disturbed my retreat by praying and worshiping our ancestors. It is really ridiculous that you are going to be destroyed by the Nanli people."
Mang Zhan was surprised and happy: "Really... really our ancestor? Our ancestor is really alive?"
Qin Yi and Li Qingjun's hearts twitched at the same time.
Is there really an ancestor who practiced witchcraft and lived a long life in the Western Wilderness?
Trouble this time...
The visitor said coldly: "More than ninety years ago, if I hadn't secretly helped you, your ancestors would have been wiped out in a tribal war. How could you have unified all the tribes and established the Great Wilderness?"
Mang Zhan was ecstatic and pointed at Nanli's army: "These thieves invaded my homeland..."
Qin Yi suddenly interrupted and said loudly: "Fellow Taoist, can you stand this?"
There was a fragrance in the field again, and a stunning female crown appeared in the field: "But is it Venerable Mangshan? Tianshu Shenque Minghe is polite."
Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
It is a bit too much for a senior monk to interfere in the human battle. Minghe can usually be said to be just a spectator, but if other monks intervene, it will not only be a human matter. Minghe should also show some intimacy... At least he still claims that he owes the sword formation.
The favor comes...
I never imagined that this would turn out like this. If Master Mangshan is so awesome, why would Nanli and Xihuang be at odds with each other for hundreds of years?
But I saw the Venerable Mangshan look at Minghe, and showed his first smile since he appeared: "Tianshu Shenque, it seems that you are from the first palace, not bad. Go back and say hello to the Reverend Master on my behalf."
It seems that his attitude towards Minghe is much better than towards his descendants...
Minghe bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, you are determined."
Venerable Mangshan smiled slightly: "Is your Tianshu Temple on the side of the Nanli people?"
Ming He shook his head and said: "Juniors are just watching. Human affairs are done in this world. It is against the rules for you and me to interfere."
"Who said I was going to intervene..." Venerable Mangshan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Mangzhan.
With everyone stunned, Mang Zhan didn't even have time to scream, before his whole body exploded and turned into a ball of rotten flesh.
Minghe frowned and asked, "What does this mean, Your Majesty?"
"I have been thinking about the reason why I am stuck in the realm of Huiyang and have not taken a step out for a hundred years." Venerable Mangshan said lightly: "Only after I received the prayer today, I suddenly realized that I thought I was far away.
If you avoid the world and never ask about the affairs of future generations, do you think you have no worries? But if there is a real tie, and you can hear it when you pray, it is just self-deception, and the root of this path is not forward."
Minghe: "..."
Venerable Mangshan took a step in the air and reached the Xihuang Palace: "Then we will put an end to this mistake and let everything return to silence."
Huge footprints flew down in the sky, and the entire Xihuang Palace became ruins. Amidst the smoke, Venerable Mangshan strode away, never looking this way again.
Qin Yi opened his mouth wide and looked at the direction in which this person was going, but he still hasn't reacted.
This is……
Did you kill your own descendants with your own hands?
"Is this the Tao?" He couldn't help but ask Minghe.
Minghe was silent for a moment: "The Tao is different, but it is indeed the Tao."