Xun Shangguan is sitting on the throne, with a solemn face. When the lights on the desk are slowly swayed, dim candlelight seems to be dancing in front of his eyes. If you want to watch the complete version for free, please pay a hundred.
Du-Sou-'s slightly generous figure is reflected on the wall of the Bronze Palace, like an insurmountable mountain, which makes people have no choice but to look up.
Dazai Wen Yuanming stood in the hall, wearing a gold and jade ribbon, holding a golden dragon male and female whip, the third divine eye between his eyebrows slowly bloomed with purple lightning light, his back was straight and straight, like a white jade pillar holding up the sky, supporting
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"Grand Master, the matter of Chong'an is getting more and more critical. One hundred thousand barbarian soldiers are guarding the pass. The barbarian leaders have the training of martial saints. The barbarian soldiers are also assisted by military formations..."
Xun Shang looked at the old master with a calm demeanor and said word by word, "Second safety, things may be in danger!"
The chaotic situation in the Chong'an war had already made Xun Shangguan feel the powerful threat from the barbarians.
One hundred thousand barbarian soldiers barricade the pass. This is the power that can defeat a country!
When Wen Yuanming heard the words, he smiled softly, and his old and powerful voice echoed in the copper palace.
"The princes and princes have their own conclusions in their minds, so why do we need old ministers to express it clearly? The barbarians are getting stronger day by day, and the three major barbarian tribes are not taking it easy, and they have ancient barbarians to rely on. This has long been a disease in the princes' hearts."
Wen Yuanming categorically said, "Since it is a disease, it should be removed sooner or later."
"Sooner...or later...it makes no difference!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Xun Shangguan's lips: "I ordered my son-in-law, Si Ziqi, to sit in Chong'an Dayi, so that hundreds of thousands of barbarians could not advance. I have done great service to the country, and I feel very relieved."
Wen Yuanming said, "This is an internal matter and should not be praised by kings and nobles."
Xun Shangguan said with a smile, "Teacher, you can't deliberately suppress Zi Qi's achievements just because Zi Qi is Wen Yang's husband."
Hearing Yuanming's solemn voice, he said, "Old minister, I'm just saying one thing and discussing the matter as it is, without any personal feelings."
Because Si Ziqi's wife was Wen Yuanming's only legitimate daughter. Si Ziqi was a feudal lord, and in order to avoid suspicion, Wen Yuanming had always been extremely sensitive to internal and external public affairs in the court.
"The old master knows about the situation in Chong'an... One hundred thousand barbarians attack day and night, and it is really difficult for 30,000 armored soldiers to defend the city. Although there are thirty-two reinforcements, they are only emergency and cannot be used.
What a big use."
Wen Yuanming said, "The old minister knows the intention of the monarch. The barbarians are coming so fiercely that even the Song and Zheng kingdoms were detained... The barbarians marched in three directions, which is something that has not happened in hundreds of years. Is there something sinister in it?"
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"Junhou, this must be investigated!"
Millions of barbarians were simply not worth mentioning in the eyes of Xun Shangguan and Wen Yuanming.
One of them is a great master who has become a mortal and a saint in one step, and the other is a wandering immortal who has reached the point of refining the gods and returning to the void. Both of them are strong men who can defeat thousands of armies and destroy fortified cities.
If so, without the same top-level force to check and balance, just a million barbarians would not be in their eyes.
It's just that the ancient barbarians behind the barbarians made Xun Shangguan's monarchs and ministers a little wary. If the ancient barbarians were really causing trouble, the storm they could stir up would not be comparable to that of a few barbarian leaders.
That must be a huge wave!
Xun Shang looked at his chin and said, "The words of the old master are deeply in my heart, and I also have this worry."
"The ancient barbarians are a large clan in ancient times, and there are so many strong men in the clan. If they... have some plot against Yuzhou, this will be a real trouble."
"Your Majesty, you don't need to worry..." Wen Yuanming said, "Although the ancient barbarians are naturally powerful, Yuzhou is one of the sacred lands of our race. If you want to get involved in the destiny of Yuzhou, you must look at our race's three emperors, five emperors, and seventy-two human kings.
Many sages refused to agree."
"I'm afraid that the ancient barbarians had concerns, so they controlled the barbarians and used the human-barbarian hybrid as their banner, but in fact they were planning for the Nine Provinces."
"Therefore, the 150,000 soldiers stationed in Beilu must not be used. These 150,000 soldiers are used to defend Zheng, Song, and Man. Once there is a change in Zheng and Song, our Lu army can also attack randomly.
OK."
Lu State has hundreds of thousands of troops, including the strongest 150,000 elites. Now they dare not move arbitrarily in Beilu and cannot directly support the Chong'an war.
The war in Chong'an became increasingly difficult, mainly because of this.
The battle situation was in a mess, and the main army of Lu State did not dare to move rashly.
Xun Shangguan sighed, "I have been trapped without help for a long time, and the danger of Chong'an's situation is beyond imagination."
After all, the old master was an elder from the Four Dynasties, and Dr. Chong'an was also the son-in-law of the old master. If anything happened to Si Ziqi, Xun Shangguan really didn't want to upset this veteran official.
Hearing Yuanming's solemn voice, he said, "Your Majesty, the great cause of the world is the most important thing. The Song and Zheng countries have far deeper foundations than my Lu country. They can be defeated... but if my Lu country is defeated once, it will be difficult to regain the hope of being a great country."
In the eyes of some ancient princes, the Lu Kingdom had been in Zuo for eight hundred years, and it was really too 'young'.
After all, over the thousands of years since the founding of the Yin Dynasty, some powerful princes were enshrined from the founding of the country, and there were even some powerful ancient countries that had experienced the previous Great Xia Dynasty. Like the Yuzhou Song Kingdom, it was one of the princes that belonged to the previous Great Xia Dynasty.
Those ancient countries that have experienced thousands of years have such a strong foundation that even if they are injured once or twice, the foundation will not be damaged. However, the rise of Lu State was too short, and one disastrous defeat can make Lu State fall into the dust.
Wen Yuanming gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "The barbarians marched in large numbers and attacked in three ways. There are too many strange things in it. I would like to be cautious and use the troops more conservatively."
"This is the national situation of Lu State. This is a prudent policy."
"If Ziqi sacrificed his life for the country, how could I face Wen Yang?" Xun Shangguan looked at the empty hall with his mood waning.
"Your Majesty, please do not change your decision because of an old minister."
"How can private thoughts be mixed in when deciding on major military and state affairs?"
Looking at the persistent old master, Xun Shangguan couldn't help but shook his head.
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It was dark and windy at night, and the mountain wind was stirring, making the rock walls rustle and pieces of sand fall off.
"This is the place where the ancient overlord banned?"
A tall figure stood on a mountain thousands of feet high. Looking down from a high place, he could see the prosperous scene of Nanyang Zhongzhong in the distance, his brows furrowed tightly.
In the hazy moonlight, this tall figure showed a rough face in the moonlight, mixed with a lot of wind and frost.
The figure in the black mist was filled with a trace of amusement: "Part of the remains of the ancient overlord are suppressed in the courtyard of Lu Guoye, and are taken care of by the elders of the Duke of Lu in turns."
"A few years ago, there was an ignorant white tiger that broke into the Yeting Palace. As a result, a top soul demon didn't even make a splash. The prohibition in the Yeting is very powerful, which shows one thing or two."
A person who has reached the level of an ancient overlord may not be a person with great magical powers derived from flesh and blood, but his body is already immortal, and severed limbs can be regenerated. With the magical power of immortality, it is not easy to die completely.
The rough man's face remained unchanged, and he said, "Hmph... No matter how powerful the prohibition is, there will eventually be flaws. I don't need to fight hard, just look for flaws."
"Yeting is an important place of the Lu State. There are many masters there, and it is the lifeblood of the Xun family."
This figure shrouded in black mist stood quietly beside the rough mining man, sneering in a low voice, "Hahaha... If this wasn't the burial place of the Overlord. How could you, a small Lu State, make Emperor Yin look at you differently?"
What do you think? It has only taken eight hundred years for him to become a king, which can be described as the ultimate honor and favor."
In the past, the first ancestor of the Lu Kingdom was favored by Emperor Yin, and it was not without reason that he jumped to the top of all the princes. The Xun family has worked diligently for eight hundred years to guard the overlord's broken body, which is also a great achievement.
This crude ore figure murmured: "Gui Lu killed Gongxun and Daze, and five dragons carried his body... The first emperor of the Yin Dynasty killed the overlord in Daze and laid the foundation of the ancient Yin Dynasty. He is stepping on it
The corpse of our clan ascended to the throne of the Emperor step by step."
Gui Lu is the taboo name of the first Emperor Yin; Gongxun is the real name of the overlord.
These two names buried in the long river of history are as heavy as a thousand stones in the mouth of the rough ore figure.
As the direct bloodline of the ancient overlord, the rough man has shouldered the grievances of the Gong clan for thousands of years.
The world's injustice towards the Gong clan caused a 'fire' to accumulate in his heart, a 'fire' that would burn out all sentient beings.
"Gongyuan,"
The figure in the black mist said calmly, "Now is not the time for us to expose our hidden secrets... We need the right time to strike hard. Otherwise... you just won't be able to pass the level of Xun Shangguan."
Although both of them are not weak, Gongyuan is a great master who has glimpsed into the realm of martial saints. But when Xun Shangguan stood in Yeting, he could use the many prohibitions arranged by the past dynasties. With the power of Yeting's prohibition, a heavenly being fell into
Among them, none of them may be able to come out in one piece.
It was precisely because of all these scruples that Gongyuan kept thinking patiently and waiting for the critical moment to arrive.
The three major tribes of barbarians blocked the border and the chaos in Yuzhou was partly due to Gongyuan's handiwork.
In other words, this is just a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain in order to make Lu Guo internally empty.
As much as possible, transfer the masters guarding Nanyang away, and finally deliver a 'fatal' blow.
Gongyuan looked at Nanyang, the capital of the Lu Kingdom, with blood-red eyes, and sneered, "I have been waiting for this day for a long, long time. I need to give an explanation for the glory I lost and the blood and tears I shed.
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"I want to revitalize the Gong family. The glory of the Gong family needs their blood to water..."
As a descendant of the Overlord, Gongyuan's honor and disgrace all belong to the Overlord. As a loser in the fight for the throne of the Emperor, the Gong clan has gone through hardships that others could never imagine. Therefore, the temperaments of the Gong clan members are mostly yin.
The figure in the black mist seemed illusory and murmured to himself, "The barbarian soldiers have blocked the border in large numbers, and Chong'an has been in emergency several times. In this opportunity where all the countries have too much to take care of, it all depends on you...
...This, I don’t know how many lives have been killed or injured, just to get a chance, it depends on whether you can seize it."
"If the world is not in chaos, the Gui family's empire will not be shaken. I would like to see how spectacular the end of the Gui family will be."
"The Yin Dynasty has been in power for thousands of years, and it's time to change the emperor."
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Chongan Dayi!
Countless cries of killing were intertwined, and countless magical powers were colliding with each other. Every moment, creatures fell, and strong men were stained with blood every moment.
Boundless blood seemed to envelope this large city of hundreds of miles, and the endless smell of blood seemed to fall like a wave of countless feet, filling people's hearts with the desire for destruction.
This great city has become a millstone of flesh and blood for both sides. Countless creatures have swept through it. The light of life has passed away one by one. The blood energy soaring to the sky is like the light of fire that spreads across the sky, and it is more like the afterglow of the sunset.
Chang Yunguang's shirt was stained with blood, and he steadily guarded the city gate, resisting the attacks of the barbarians again and again.
boom--
He has one man in charge and is invincible. The bronze spear in his hand dances like a dragon making waves in the sea. He already has innate divine will and is only a hair away from being able to step into the realm of a completely reborn master.
The struggle between life and death is indeed the powerful ‘nutrient’ of martial arts.
Chang Yunguang's hard work in the past few days is simply a bit more powerful than in the past few years. With the "Eighteen Spears of the Dragon", the bronze spear has transformed into the shape of a dragon, and he can be promoted to the rank of Grandmaster anytime and anywhere.
These barbarians all have strength that is comparable to that of Yi Jin and his bones. Although their military strength is slightly weak, their own powerful strength is enough to make up for many shortcomings.
Hundreds or thousands of barbarians mounted high ladders and swarmed up the city. The walls, which were hundreds of feet high, were covered with bloodstains. Broken corpses were scattered under the city gate.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Chang Yunguang led the remaining soldiers and shouted loudly, as if thousands of troops were fighting against the enemy.
These short three days were a three-day rebirth for Chang Yunguang, and it was also a difficult three days for these soldiers and armors. The three hundred powerful soldiers of the blood evil level were integrated into the twelve hundred blood-light soldiers and armors.
, after continuous tempering on the battlefield, almost all of them have the appearance of blood evil.
Although there are only less than 500 of the 1,500 soldiers left, the 500 powerful Blood Demon soldiers are also a force that cannot be underestimated.
In these three days of battle, Chang Yunguang's bravery and even the strength of his subordinates impressed all the reinforcements.
Chang Yunguang looked gloomy as he looked at the several broken corpses on the city. These were the casualties of his subordinates when the barbarians attacked the city.
"Something's wrong,"
"Something's wrong!"
Chang Yunguang's heart became more and more depressed. Half of the thirty-two reinforcements had been defeated, but there was still no large army to come to the rescue. Everyone was well aware of the upcoming results in Chong'an.
Unless there are 50,000 strong soldiers of Blood Demon level stationed in the city of Chong'an. Otherwise, Chong'an may be able to sustain itself for a while and a half longer amid the more frenzied attacks of the barbarians.
"The city is broken!!"
"The city is broken!!"
The commotion and mixed cries in the distance made Chang Yunguang's complexion extremely ugly.
Clusters of fires burned, and billowing black smoke rose from a city gate.
Chang Yunguang looked at the endless barbarian army with teeth chattering. He could only guard one of the eight city gates. The other seven city gates were garrisoned by other reinforcements. Now that one city gate could not hold on, let
A large number of barbarians swarmed up. As a result of the chain reaction, several city gates were also in danger.
The sounds of crying and howling made Chang Yunguang's heart boil with anger.
However, a huge figure tens of feet tall came slowly from a distance, like a dark cloud covering the setting sun like blood, but it completely extinguished all the anger in Chang Yunguang's body and mind.