One hundred thousand flags, boundless and borderless!
In the handsome tent, the old master Wen Yuanming was sitting in the commanding position, with an unspeakable sense of heroism on his old face. His back was as straight as a hundred-year-old pine, and his demeanor was heavy and solemn.
In Nuo Da's handsome tent, except for a public case, a bed, a chair, and a weapon rack, it can be said to be extremely simple. A pair of golden dragon whips were placed on the weapon rack.
This pair of golden dragon whips are the magic weapons carried by the old master. They are best for self-defense in the morning and evening. With one whip, the heaven and earth can move, and with one whip, ghosts and gods can be frightened.
Each golden whip has twenty-four sections on its body, which coincides with the twenty-four solar terms. It is engraved with Taoist talismans. It is a rare and excellent treasure. It is a rare and precious treasure. It is a blessing to the old master.
All lose.
"Father, this Fourteenth Young Master is extremely sophisticated and tactful in his dealings with others. He is a person who cannot be underestimated. Can such a person really ignore the danger and fall into this urn?"
Si Ziqi sat in the assistant position in the commander's tent with a somewhat puzzled look on his face.
The defeat of Chong'an Dayi made Si Ziqi seem to have washed away all his glory. He took stock of himself several times and became more reserved.
What's more, during the few months that Si Ziqi was in Shangcai, he personally experienced the changes in Shangcai, and his feelings for Xun Shaoyu gradually became more subtle.
Si Ziqi didn't believe that Xun Shaoyu didn't know how dangerous the situation in Yuanshui was, nor did he believe that a man who was promoted to Cai would easily risk his life.
"oh……"
Wen Yuanming smiled warmly and said, "Why, after this experience, Ziqi's mood has dropped a lot?"
"Not bad...it's really good...it's a pity that Ziqi is no longer as open-minded and sincere as before!"
At this time, there was still a hint of sigh in the old master's voice.
After all, Si Ziqi was the son-in-law of the old master, and the starting point where he stood was already the end point that ordinary people could only hope to reach in their lives.
However, just because he stood too high, his heart was sharpened.
With the old master as his backer, Si Ziqi himself has never been defeated. Although Si Ziqi has reached middle age, his vigor has only become more fierce.
This is not always a good thing. People who are too aggressive often hurt themselves before hurting others. Once they encounter a big defeat, they cannot figure out their own success or failure, which is the beginning of their own downfall.
Si Ziqi spoke calmly: "Ziqi experienced great defeats and was exposed to the ups and downs, so that he could see this."
"Young Master Yu has a very tenacious mind. He has worked hard in Yeting for ten years and endured the rules of the inner court. Once he takes off the shackles and cage, it will be the time when the trapped dragon ascends to heaven."
"He could be born as a concubine, manage the feudal army with great care, and take advantage of the barbaric chaos to occupy all of Shangcai in one fell swoop. The depth of his city and the strength of his character are far beyond comparison with ordinary people."
Si Ziqi's words were full of admiration: "The title of Shang Cai is just a false name. Xun Shaoyu pays attention to reality, how can he take risks lightly?"
Wen Yuanming couldn't help frowning and said, "Do you admire him very much?"
Si Ziqi said gently: "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strengthens himself!"
"Gongzi Yu's current achievements were not entirely a fluke. For Zi Qi, the hundred-day trip to Cai Cai did not waste a hundred years, and Zi Qi benefited a lot."
"Hahaha... I have benefited a lot from you. It seems that these days have really made you grow a lot."
Wen Yuanming stroked his beard and laughed, appearing extremely satisfied with Si Ziqi's answer.
"It's just that you are wrong about this. You are wrong about this. He will definitely come. As long as your statement is not mixed with your own subjective assumptions, he will definitely come."
There was a strategizing light in the eyes of the old master.
"A son born from a concubine can build such a foundation in just a few years. What kind of person is he and what kind of temperament does he have?"
"Relying on benevolence, righteousness and morality, we cannot allow him to overpower Shang Tsai, or even dominate Shang Tsai alone."
"In your eyes, a reputation is dispensable and not very important. It is not as 'real' as an army of 100,000 people."
"But, as the saying goes, fame is justifiable...name is justified...it's not that fame is unimportant, but that you are born with it. You have already become accustomed to it, so naturally you don't feel its weight."
The Si family name of Si Ziqi is one of the few famous surnames in the Lu State. He is a direct descendant of the Si family and has an extremely honorable status. Of course, people who don't know that people who are in the quagmire will firmly seize any chance they have.
"As a heroic figure, he will not pay attention to details. This type of person will only value the results. No matter how much the result will cost, as long as it is worth it in his eyes, he will do whatever it takes to do it.
Do."
Wen Yuanmingruo spoke with deep meaning and touched the koan with his finger.
"Um?"
The old master was suddenly shocked. He touched the koan with his finger, and a subtle vibration came from the table of the koan.
"Here we go again...the barbarian attacks are becoming more frequent."
Wen Yuanming snorted coldly and gradually stood up. A heavy energy filled the handsome tent.
The male and female golden dragon whips had the same spirit as Wen Yuanming, and suddenly turned into two rays of golden light, as if the sound of a dragon roared, falling on Wen Yuanming's palms.
Wen Yuanming stepped out of the handsome tent, and the Qi of the Earthly Immortal was like the rising sun.
The sky was filled with dust in the square barracks. Teams of soldiers were waiting in formation, and each square formation gathered one by one.
Si Ziqi looked worried and murmured: "It seems that the barbarians are also anxious."
The consumption of hundreds of thousands of barbarians in one day was like mountains and seas. Even if all the grain stored in Chong'an Dayi were put in, it might not be enough to sustain the barbarians for a month.
Therefore, the barbarians who were short of food were like gamblers who were obsessed with winning the battle.
As long as the army of Lu State is defeated, the powerful Lu State will let the barbarians take whatever they ask for.
"Xun Shaoyu...will you really come?"
Si Ziqi murmured to himself in a low voice, looking as if he was lost.
The barbarian offensives became more and more brutal each time. If Xun Shaoyu had really touched the barbarians' food channels, judging from the madness shown by the barbarians, and rashly intervened, he would have suffered heavy damage.
The situation was so bad that Si Ziqi was worried.
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"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
In front of the general steps, 50,000 soldiers formed a formation, advancing and retreating in perfect harmony, with banners and flags ringing, and drums banging loudly.
Xun Shaoyu was dressed in black armor and had a Youjing belt around his waist, standing in front of the troops.
Dozens of generals stand tall, and the aura of dozens of half-step masters is certainly far inferior to that of a single grandmaster, but they are still the backbone of the army and exist like a sea-fixing needle.
The 50,000-strong army is beginning to take shape. Although it is far from being invincible, it is still the seed of a strong army.
As long as you put them on the battlefield and beat them a few times, the remaining soldiers and armors will be at least level one veterans of many battles, and even top elites.
"I swear here to raise troops, drive the barbarians north, and restore our Chinese state!"
Xun Shaoyu waved his command flag, pointed to the sky and swore an oath, and the army roared with a terrifying momentum.
The generals shouted loudly: "Drive the barbarians north and restore our Chinese state!"
"Drive the barbarians from the north and restore our Chinese state!"
"Drive the barbarians from the north and restore our Chinese state!"
The 50,000-strong army looked horrifyingly, and their wolf-like and tiger-like auras surged up at this moment. The veins on their necks popped out, and they couldn't stop drinking.
"Shangyang Li,"
Xun Shaoyu held the flag and pointed the general, with the sound of thunder in his mouth.
"The end will be here,"
A middle-aged general came out of the queue. He had a bloody aura, especially the sharp look in his eyebrows, which gave people a chill.
"I order you to lead ten thousand troops and set up defenses on Shangcai to prevent changes."
Shangyang Li said in a deep voice: "No!"
This middle-aged general was a member of the Shangyang clan who was born in the Shangyang Dynasty. He was not among the five servants and could be regarded as one of the close relatives of the important minister Shangyang Dynasty.
However, Xun Shaoyu placed the responsibility of guarding the imperial capital on Shangyang Li. It can be said that a heavy burden was placed on him, and his trust in the Shangyang family could not be increased.
"Sima Nan,"
Xun Shaoyu said solemnly, looking around, making people lower their heads unconsciously.
"The end will be here,"
Sima Nan came out of the queue, his armor leaves rustling, he stepped forward and bowed his hands in salute.
This is a veteran. Although he doesn't have many outstanding records, his advantage lies in his mature and steady temperament.
"I order you to lead 10,000 troops out of Shangcai, station at Wuhuiguan, and guard the Shangcai Pass."
"promise!"
Sima Nan promised boldly, and his tall body was like a mountain barrier, making people trust him at the first sight.
Wuhuiguan is the first gate to Shangcai. If you enter Shangcai, you must enter Wuhui. Xun Shaoyu asked Sima Nan to garrison Wuhui because he also valued his courageous and resolute temperament and was extremely calm and reliable. He just trusted him to take on the big responsibility.
It doesn’t matter if your talents are mediocre, as long as you are steady!
After all, guarding Wu Hui Pass is equivalent to guarding a retreat route. If things were to go wrong, Xun Shaoyu could calmly withdraw his troops from Wu Hui without falling into a dilemma.
"I don't know how many people will come back alive this time."
Xun Shaoyu slowly inspected Zhou Za, looking at the enthusiastic faces, he sighed secretly.
This time he sent troops to Shangcai, garrisoning Zhaoyi with 10,000 armor, and garrisoning Wuhuiguan with 10,000 armor. Only 30,000 armor could be mobilized.
However, it is still unknown whether half of these 30,000 soldiers can come back alive.
Hundreds of thousands of barbarian soldiers are not vegetarians. These are soldiers who can be compared to "Easy Muscles and Forged Bones". To use 30,000 new soldiers to fight against hundreds of thousands of barbarian soldiers, the description of "beating an egg against a stone" is a praise.
There is nothing better than this!
"The army is marching out, and the troops are marching out of Shangcai!"
Xun Shaoyu stood on the commander's platform, waving the command flag, and the three armies faced each other solemnly.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The fifty thousand troops shouted in unison, like thunder rolling through the sky. In an instant, they were like the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping, rolling across the sky for a long time.
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Deep water!
The river water, which has been dyed blood red, and the rapid current, rolled up the corpses one by one, gradually sinking to the bottom of the abyss.
The two armies faced each other, and the protracted battle left both sides mentally and physically exhausted. However, the desire to kill was more intense than ever before. With a single breath of strength to support them, after each battle, the bloody smell lingered for ten miles.
Lu Guo's [Blackwater Warriors] used the power of the battle formation to fight against hundreds of thousands of barbarians. Every moment there were casualties among the barbarians, and the number of [Blackwater Warriors] continued to decrease.
This battle line surrounding Yuanshui stretched extremely long and far away. There were shouts and roars of killing dozens or hundreds of miles away.
Groan——
Groan——
Groan——
On the bank of Yuanshui, the old Taishi held a male and female golden dragon whip in his hand, and two golden dragons appeared. As the old Taishi danced in his hands, the water vapor of the Yuanshui was almost shaken, turning the water vapor of this large river into a river.
A boundless force.
The three barbarian leaders each used their magical powers, using their pure power to complete the barbarian series. Their unparalleled physical bodies were also exploded by the water and vapor in the abyss, causing the internal organs and blood to surge, almost causing them to vomit blood uncomfortably.
An earth wandering immortal, three barbarian leaders who are comparable to martial saints, these four extremely terrifying strong men, who can crush the earth's crust with their feet and shake mountains with their fists, are extremely terrifying existences, and are peerless figures who can slaughter cities and countries.
"Roar……"
The old master's beard was flamboyant, the golden whip in his hand was clanging, thunder was twining, and the third divine eye flashed with a faint purple light.
The whip was drawn in the air, causing the water to flow thousands of feet away. A whip mark that was several feet wide and dozens of feet long was imprinted on the river bed.
The tyranny of this old master's cultivation was simply astonishing. He single-handedly shook the three great martial arts saints and joined forces. His unfathomable magical power made everyone watching the battle inexplicably panic.
Just a moment later, Wen Yuanming whipped Xuan Bei flying, and a golden dragon wrapped around Xuan Bei's indestructible body and fell to the ground. Xuan Bei roared and rushed towards Wen Yuanming.
Zhouza Mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the abyss flooded causing disasters. The fighting methods of these four strong men were usually one-sided by Wen Yuanming, leaving the three leaders with only the power to parry and not much power to fight back.
If the old master had just faced a leader, he would have killed that leader long ago.
Only by joining forces with the three perfect barbarian levels can they barely get a chance to breathe under Wen Yuanming's extremely domineering offensive.
boom--
The three leaders joined forces to strike and set off a huge wave. Wen Yuanming swung his golden whip and split the wave directly. The terrifying and astonishing power poured out at this moment.
With a sixth-grade divine weapon in hand, Wen Yuanming's advantage was not ordinary. The god bred in the divine weapon merged with Wen Yuanming into one, and the explosive power was extremely astonishing.
The abyss within a hundred miles was affected by the war, and it looked like it was about to boil.
"Hahaha... Mr. Wen, you are indeed strong and strong. I admire you, I admire you..."
"However, that's it. No matter how powerful you are, can you stop my millions of barbarian soldiers and my desire to swallow the sun and the moon?"
"A wandering immortal on the earth can actually be entangled with us to this extent. As an opponent, I admire you, but there is no hope for the entanglement, so why bother!"
A barbarian leader sneered, and with a huge ax in his hand, he struck dozens of ax beams in succession.
"You're a barbarian, and you don't understand human civilization. How do you know that our country is vast and has vast territory and abundant resources?"
"Millions of barbarian soldiers. Our heavenly soldiers on the land of China are more than hundreds of millions. What can we do with just a few million?"
Hearing Yuanming snort, the golden whip clanked, shattering the light of the ax one by one.
boom--
The force of the four strong men penetrated the abyss with one blow, and the bursting water splashed everywhere, almost like a heavy rain.
Xuan Fu's eyes were cold and full of anger, and he said: "This sharp-tongued old man deserves to die."
The three major leaders and Wen Yuanming were just in a draw. The key to winning or losing this battle was no longer concerned with top-end combat power, but shifted to a contest of low-end power.