Meng Mulie sat alone at the head of the city back to the city, looking to the south.
He has always had a question that he doesn't understand: why so many people from the Central Plains look back to the south before they die.
Now he seems to understand a little bit, this south is indeed somewhat desirable.
"How long are you going to do it on this broken city?" Inugami's voice sounded in Meng Mulie's mind.
Meng Mulie came back to his senses. After getting along with him for a few days, he gradually became familiar with the power of the dog god. For the only true god in the hearts of the Beiyi people, he also changed from fear to respect.
"Dear Dog God, what are your orders?" the consciousness in Meng Mulie's mind asked back.
"I don't have any instructions. It's just that it's been two days, and your Northern Yi warriors on the front line are probably going to die soon." Inugami said nonchalantly.
Meng Mulie was a little surprised: "What happened in Jincheng?"
"My power is weakening little by little. You know, my power comes from the telepathy of the Northern Yi warriors. Now it is weakening step by step. Either those Northern Yi people no longer believe in me, or... they are dead."
Meng Mulie stood up: "Did Qi Guoxie start a war? I'll go take a look!"
Meng Mulie now secretly regretted that he did not explain to Qi Wukuoxie before leaving. He must have been unable to wait and started the war directly.
The Beiyi soldiers returning to the city heard movement on the wall and looked up. The Great Khan who had been sitting there disappeared.
"Where did the Great Khan go?"
"Where is the Great Khan going? Do I still need to report to you? Don't be troublesome! We will be escorting the luggage in a few days. If something goes wrong again..."
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On the battlefield, the Beiyi soldiers and the Yulin army had been fighting for two days and two nights, and their numbers had changed several times.
After the troops from both sides returned to the city and repaired their strongholds dozens of times, there were many who still set foot on the battlefield again.
To the north of Jincheng, the flowing blood merged into a stream and flowed eastward.
As for the corpse, if you are lucky, it will be dragged back by someone you know well, but if you are not lucky, it will have been trampled into a pile of mud, which smells bad.
Zhou Ziru stood on the wall, and the rotten smell didn't even make the young man from aristocratic family frown.
The battlefield below changed from the initial confrontation of hundreds of thousands of people on both sides to a melee of only tens of thousands of people. The others were either dead or busy eating and resting. After all, it was not easy to determine the winner in a battle involving nearly a million people.
The Yulin army did not dare to retreat, because once they retreated, the Central Plains would be completely lost, and the walls of Shangcheng would not even be as tall as Jincheng.
The Northern Yi soldiers did not dare to retreat because Qi Wukuoxie's general Chong Lang was riding behind the palace to supervise the battle team.
Zhou Ziru was not very interested in the melee of tens of thousands of people below. At this point in the battle, which lasted for two days and two nights, there was no need to command anymore.
He was numb, Qi Guokuoxie was also numb, and the soldiers on both sides were already numb.
What everyone thinks in their mind is to kill one more to make up for the loss, kill two to earn one.
The direction Zhou Ziru is staring at now is the northeast corner of Jincheng. Compared with the mountain of corpses and sea of blood below the city, it is simply a piece of pure land.
And now, a deal is being made in that pure land.
Fang Qianlong's body was replaced with the heads of Qi Guokuoxie's two biological brothers.
Yi Xiaodao was alone, carrying two long-dried heads in his hands, and walked northward. There were also thousands of soldiers and horses behind him, which Zhou Ziru insisted on arranging to prevent any unexpected events.
On the opposite side were four heavy wolf riders, carrying Fang Qianlong's body and slowly walking over.
Behind the four heavy wolf riders were 10,000 Northern Yi soldiers ready to go.
Qi Wukuoxie himself did not come, for no other reason than that he was really afraid of Yi Xiaodao's anger.
There was no expression on Yi Xiaodao's face, and he looked like he was strolling leisurely, with his head in his hands dangling, as if he had just brought two jars of wine from the village.
The four heavy wolf riders also knew who the person opposite was, and the coldness in their eyes was gone, replaced by fear.
"Wu Dinggong...this is a corpse. The arms were cut off and have been sewn up. The eyes...are smashed and cannot be recovered. Apart from that, it is a complete corpse. I would like to ask Wu Dinggong to examine it."
A heavy wolf rider finished speaking hesitantly, then lifted the white cloth covering his face, revealing Yi Xiaodao's true appearance.
Yi Xiaodao took a look and saw that there was no good piece of flesh on Fang Qianlong's body. It was either a bruise or a wound. But fortunately, I could still barely recognize it, it was him.
Yi Xiaodao didn't say anything, and threw the two dried heads on the ground. They rolled to the footsteps of the heavy wolf rider, but no one of them dared to pick them up.
"It is inconvenient for Wu Dinggong to be alone, so we are willing to send the body over." Chonglangqi said in a friendly manner.
Yi Xiaodao stepped forward and took the wooden board under Fang Qianlong's body with one hand: "No need."
He just grabbed one end of the board and held the entire board including Fang Qianlong's body without even shaking.
Several heavy wolf riders were so frightened that they backed away. This was simply impossible for humans to do.
Yi Xiaodao "carried" Fang Qianlong's body and gestured to the ground: "I didn't chop off these two heads, but you go back and tell Qi Guoxie that I will take care of his head."
After saying that, Yi Xiaodao ignored the four heavy wolf riders, raised Fang Qianlong's body high with both hands, fixed it on his head, and turned back.
The four heavy wolf riders hurriedly picked up two heads from the ground and withdrew.
Yi Xiaodao held Fang Qianlong's body on his head, held his hands firmly on both sides of the board, and walked very slowly.
"Your father left you in my hands, but I didn't take good care of you... When I returned to the capital, I even used your silver for food and clothing along the way, a total of seventy-one taels..."
"After you disappeared, I asked the Nanhuai Li family to find you, and I really didn't care anymore."
"When I saw you in Chuxiang later, I was very ashamed. This shame continues to this day... If you had agreed to return to the Central Plains that day... If you had refused to go to war that night..."
Yi Xiaodao rambled on, and when the exchange was completed, the Yulin army waiting behind and Zhou Ziru on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief.
"Has Mr. Wu Ding become timid? They are so close, why don't you kill those four dogs as well?"
"What do you know? You really don't want your life? If you kill the four of them and exchange their bodies next time, who will dare to come?"
"Keep your voices down, Mr. Wu Dinggong has a sharp ear!"
On the city wall, Zhou Ziru was about to let go when he suddenly saw Yi Xiaodao standing still and couldn't help but pick it up again.
"what happened?"
Yi Xiaodao slowly lowered Fang Qianlong's body from his head and looked up into the sky.
Meng Mulie stood in the sky, overlooking the entire battlefield, but more, he was still looking at Yi Xiaodao.
"Are you really invincible? Or... is there something protecting you?" Meng Mulie said, imitating Yi Xiaodao and looking to the higher sky.
In the sky, there is nothing.
Yi Xiaodao let go of his hand, and Fang Qianlong's body fell down. He gently lifted his foot and kicked the body with a board to the Yulin Army.
The Yulin troops hurriedly stepped forward and caught Fang Qianlong's body in a hurry.
"Send back to the city and protect Prime Minister Zhou." Yi Xiaodao simply told him, then turned his head and stared at Meng Mulie, making a gesture to stand up.
"That boy from the Zhou family on the city wall!! Kill him!! Kill him!" Inugami's voice kept echoing in Meng Mulie's mind, as if he was roaring.
The moment Meng Mulie heard the dog god's voice, he dived directly towards Zhou Ziru as if by instinct.
Yi Xiaodao was startled and instinctively jumped up to block Meng Mulie.
"For hundreds of years, the Zhou family has killed enough Northern Yi warriors to build another Northern Yi! Let's do it!!"
It can be said that the Inugami's current appearance as that little black puppy was entirely due to the Zhou family.
The ancestors of the Zhou family in the past dynasties have all made suggestions against the Northern Yi people, and countless Bei Yi people died due to the Zhou family's strategies. The Inugami lost his followers and became weak again and again. His appearance even degraded to that of a puppy, sleeping and recuperating all day long.
As soon as Yi Xiaodao stood in front of Meng Mulie, he saw the opponent's kick and struck him from top to bottom.
Yi Xiaodao crossed his hands above his head to block Meng Mulie's kick, but was kicked to the ground with great force.
But the moment the hands and feet came into contact, a ball of fire spread from Yi Xiaodao's hands and attached to Meng Mulie's legs. The originally invisible flame now took the shape of a hand. It was tightly bound and dragged him down from mid-air.
As soon as Meng Mulie landed, he quickly kicked towards Yi Xiaodao's door, but was blocked by him again. But this time the force was much stronger, and Yi Xiaodao was kicked out more than ten feet away.
"Kill him! Kill him! I can feel that his lineage is the only one in the Zhou family, and there is no inheritance below!"
The Inugami's voice was still roaring and urging in Meng Mulie's mind.
Meng Mulie had no intention of continuing to get involved with Yi Xiaodao and jumped towards Zhou Ziru.
Yi Xiaodao narrowed his eyes. He would never let Meng Mulie succeed. He jumped up again, determined to entangle him to death.
"Ouch!"
Three big black dogs emerged from Meng Mulie's back and rushed towards Yi Xiaodao.
"It's a phantom!"
Yi Xiaodao stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of himself, and a wall of fire suddenly rose, with blazing flames and billowing heat waves.
The phantoms of the three big dogs seemed to be extremely afraid of the fire wall, wandering outside the fire wall and not daring to get close.
Yi Xiaodao plunged into the wall of fire and came out from the other side, already covered with a layer of fire armor.
At this moment, Yi Xiaodao was like the god of fire coming to the world, looking down at everything.
The shadows of the three big dogs turned around and ran away. They also knew that since Yi Xiaodao was covered with this layer of fire armor, there was nothing they could do and they still had to rely on Meng Mulie to deal with it.
Yi Xiaodao looked up and saw that Meng Mulie had already reached the top of the wall, taking advantage of Yi Xiaodao's delay.
"How could a descendant of the Zhou family, the sworn enemy of Beiyi, look so weak? I thought it was a woman!"
Meng Mulie smiled and walked towards Zhou Ziru.
"The wisdom of the Zhou family is designed to defeat reckless men like you Beiyi!" Zhou Ziru felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, but he refused to admit defeat.
The smile in Meng Mulie's eyes turned into murderous intent...
