After Ran Qingmo left, the battle began.
No, this scale can already be called a war.
The war between humans and monsters.
Regardless of his past life or this life, this was the first time Xu Yuan saw the scene of war.
A large number of monsters poured out from all directions of the mist, making loud roars, shouts from the mouths of the military and political officers arrayed outside the city to meet the enemy, and the sound of bowstrings being pulled one after another on the city walls.
After all, one hour was too short. Even though the three city walls were open and Shengshan border troops were evacuating the refugees, there were still many refugees stranded outside the city.
What's even worse is that in addition to the various ferocious monsters on the ground, there are also a large number of flying monsters rushing out of the mist.
Fortunately, the Shengshan frontier army has a lot of experience in dealing with the tide of monsters. At least the front-line generals have a lot of experience in this aspect.
They did not form a large military formation to confront the wave of monsters head-on.
The Liuqianshengshan border troops arrayed outside the city formed more than a hundred small military formations in teams (50 people). There were gaps between the military formations and they were connected to each other. The demons with weak intelligence The beasts rushed into the military formation, and in the moment of hand-to-hand combat, more than a hundred monster beasts were strangled!
The Shengshan border troops on the city wall were not idle either, manipulating various large-scale city defense equipment.
The special crossbow engraved with array patterns, every time an arrow was shot, sand and rocks flew in an instant, and more than a dozen huge monster beasts were penetrated through the chest like tofu!
The explosion canister thrown by the catapult exploded in the tide of monsters, splashing pieces of flesh and blood.
But there are too many monsters, and many monsters have long-range attack methods.
Acid, fireballs, and water bombs were like barrages, overwhelmingly hitting the military formations formed by Shengshan's border troops.
Soon, the first casualty of the Shengshan frontier army appeared, followed closely by the second and third.
Standing on the edge of the formation, Xu Yuan frowned and watched everything happening in front of him in silence.
This is a war that belongs to the otherworldly world.
He felt his own insignificance on the battlefield.
In a war of this scale, how many monsters can a third-level expert kill?
Two hundred, three hundred or four hundred?
Even if the source energy is exhausted, they may not be able to kill more than five hundred people.
Xu Yuan's eyes were fixed on the groups of monster beasts with long-range attack methods in the distance.
Attacks such as acid, fireballs, and flowing arrows usually pose little threat to third-level experts. It is extremely easy to resist with flashes, maneuvers, and combat skills. However, the battlefield is too chaotic. Once trapped in a group of monsters, it is difficult to escape. At this time, these various long-range attacks like flowing arrows will become deadly weapons.
It was easier to switch to the human side. They were trapped in the military formation and could not escape. Several rounds of crossbows and crossbows engraved with formation patterns were fired, and the third-grade grand master was also infuriated on the spot.
In a battlefield of this level before us, perhaps only second-level or even first-level Tao domain experts can truly influence the situation.
But the war in front of us is just a corner of the 100,000-mile border defense line in the Wanxing Mountains.
Most of the soldiers in the Shengshan Border Army are only at the eighth or ninth level, and many of them are even newly-qualified warriors. The demon beasts are just a group of cannon fodder with low intelligence, and there is not even a decent demon commander. nothing.
In the Spring Tide War in front of the most important passes in the Wanxing Mountains, you can even see the existence of monster war beasts, and the scale is at least ten times larger than what you see in front of you.
And the war taking place in the northern territory of Dayan is even more like this.
According to the Grade C internal reference of Xiangguo Mansion,
The 30,000 Yulin army that Princess Wu Yuan brought to the north were all sixth-grade iron-bodied elite soldiers, while the barbarians had an army of hundreds of thousands.
In that kind of war, what would be the scale of large-scale elite corps operations involving tens of thousands of people?
In that war, what role can the saints and strong men play?
Everything on the battlefield was suffocating, and the fighting between the Shengshan border troops and the monsters continued.
Death became the only voice within the formation at this moment.
Gradually, as the casualties increased, under the command of Colonel Wang, the military formation began to retreat little by little in the direction of the city wall.
All the refugees outside the city have been forcibly evacuated into the barbican city. Some people may die in the stampede, but at this moment, the military situation is urgent and they can no longer care about that much.
Shengshan's frontier troops cannot suffer too many casualties outside the city, otherwise the subsequent battle to defend the city will be extremely passive.
Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan counted the time silently in his heart, took a deep breath, and raised the Qingyu Sword given to him by Feng Jiuxuan to his side.
Step on the void and cut.
With the blessing of the soul power of the saint's remnant soul, Xu Yuan teleported out of the illusory fog formation silently.
The world outside the array is quiet.
The moment they came out of the phantom fog formation, the shouts of the border troops, the roars of the monsters, and the hum of the city defense formation all disappeared, replaced by a somewhat uncomfortable silence.
There were no clouds in the sky, and the bright moonlight spread across thousands of miles. The vast tracts of mountain forests with new buds were coated with a layer of silver, and thick fog stood like a high wall at the edge of the mountains and forests.
It couldn't be seen clearly inside the formation, but it was only after exiting the foggy formation that I could see clearly that it was not a square "口" shape, but a "plate" shape.
The two sides of the side adjacent to the Wanxing Mountains extend for a long distance, and you can see scattered groups of monsters rushing into the phantom fog formation.
The war inside the formation is still continuing, and the battle outside the formation has also begun.
Even if he didn't borrow the soul power of the saint's remnant soul, Xu Yuan could still sense waves of icy cold energy vibrating on the other side of the illusory fog formation.
The Wanxiang Sect master outside the formation took action against Ran Qingmo.
Xu Yuan was not surprised to see this scene and asked silently in his heart:
"Old man Luo, how many people are there across the way?"
The saint's remnant soul was slightly moved by the words, and said with a low smile:
"Three third-grade great masters."
"Three third grades?"
Xu Yuan murmured, with a sarcastic tone: "No wonder they chose to intercept and kill, Wanxiang Sect is really a big deal."
For the Xiangguo Mansion, which covers most of the country, secretly cultivating three unknown third-grade grand masters is not an easy task. This time, the Wanxiang Sect probably spent all its money.
After a pause, Xu Yuan then asked:
"There shouldn't be any problems with Ran Qingmo for the time being, right?"
The saint’s remnant soul’s voice was very relaxed:
"Don't worry, Ran Yatou is stronger than you think. She is currently beating three people across from her."
Xu Yuan felt slightly reassured when he heard this and said in a low voice:
"That's good, Old Man Luo, let's set off quickly to find the control position."
Their plan is simple.
There is a third-grade grandmaster in the position. Even if Xu Yuan and Ran Qingmo can kill each other through a duel, there is a high probability that they will not be able to prevent the other party from destroying the position. As long as the third-grade grand master is lured out, with the blessing of the saint's soul power, Xu Yuan will be sure to find the low-level cultivators staying in the formation in seconds, and control the formation to protect Shengshan County.
So when the Shengshan border troops attacked the Huanwu Formation, Ran Qingmo escaped alone first, seducing the Wanxiang Sect's people who were left behind to intercept and kill her.
A third-grade grandmaster alone, if the Wanxiang Sect is fully prepared, will never let her escape.
After all, this is their conspiracy to bet on the "national destiny".
If you can surround and kill without leaving anyone alive, you will definitely take action to surround and kill.
And because of the Taoxu Slash, Xu Yuan could go into battle without the help of Shengshan's border troops.
With the help of Ran Qingmo's fighting skills with the masters of the Wanxiang Sect, Xu Yuan can secretly go to find the formation point, and even if he can't find the control position, he can also sneak over and give the three great masters of the Wanxiang Sect a hard blow. .
With Ta Xu Slash in hand, no one knows how to sneak attack better than him.
All plans went smoothly,
Even facing three powerful Grand Masters, Da Bingtuozi still led the battle group into the mountains step by step in an orderly manner.
After waiting quietly for a while, Xu Yuan moved, searching for possible control points along the edge of the phantom fog formation.
The speed is neither fast nor slow. The remnant soul of the saint is using his soul power to suppress the fluctuations of Yuan Qi. Xu Yuan is not worried that the three grand masters over there who are in fierce battle will find him.
Everything has source energy fluctuations, and there must be a connection between the control array points and the phantom fog formation. It shouldn't be too difficult to find this weak source energy connection through the powerful soul power of the saint's remnant soul.
But things didn't go as smoothly as Xu Yuan thought.
There are none in the west, north, and east and south of Shengshan County.
For two quarters of an hour, Xu Yuan circled the entire phantom mist formation but could not find anything that looked like a control point.
Returning to the original place again, Xu Yuan stared at the towering fog wall, frowning tightly:
"Old man Luo, isn't this control point set up inside the phantom fog formation?"
The remnant soul of the saint was silent for a while after hearing this, and whispered:
"It depends on what your sister's basic array looks like. If the basic array your sister gave you doesn't have control points in the array, it's basically impossible to have them inside."
"What do you mean?" Xu Yuan asked immediately.
The remnant soul of the saint thought about his words for a moment and whispered:
"The formation affects the whole body at a moment's notice. The general structure, the detailed formation pattern of Origin Qi's operation, the materials used, etc., no matter if there is a slight deviation in any step, the result may be completely different.
"And your sister started and verified the phantom mist array before she left, which means that most of the processes have been completed. At this time, if you want to add something to the array, the amount of work is no less than rebuilding. So if the basic array diagram is not available, then everything will The control position that Zong secretly established will definitely be outside the formation."
Xu Yuan recalled the memories related to his adopted sister in his mind and shook his head:
"Xu Xinyao shouldn't be so stupid."
After saying that, Xu Yuan sighed and turned to ask:
"If we go around again, do you think we can find the control point?"
"Ah."
The remnant soul of the saint laughed lowly: "Xu boy, you can't find it even if you walk around for a hundred times. This is a plan to destroy the sect at every turn. I don't know how long the Wanxiang Sect has been planning it. How could you?" You want to crack the plan after you come up with it in just a few minutes?”
When Xu Yuan heard this, he counted his breath silently, feeling a little complicated in his heart, and whispered:
"In that case, let's not waste time. Let's go help Ran Qingmo. Maybe we can catch him alive and torture him. Well, I'll take action. Just help me gather the source energy."
The remnant soul of the saint raised his eyebrows:
"Are you sure you don't need me to take action?"
"Although there is no memory from the illusion, many things are engraved into my body."
Xu Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "In the fantasy world, after all, I have been a second-grade source for more than ten years. It's just a sneak attack. It's no big deal."
The remnant soul of the saint hesitated slightly, but still said nothing:
"You just need to know what's going on."
After saying that, Xu Yuan chased Ran Qingmo all the way through the mountains and forests on the track where he had just fought.
"boom---"
An explosive roar resounded across the mountain, and after the smoke and dust in the mid-air dissipated, a shield made of ice crystals was revealed.
Within the shield, a figure in black clothes holding an ink sword stared at the three people around him with cold eyes.
Two men and one woman.
An old man, a burly man and a slightly fat woman.
Seeing that his attack was blocked by the opponent, the burly man quickly retreated and whispered to the old man:
"No. A, there's something wrong with this girl's technique!"
"I want you to tell me!"
The old man replied with a low voice. At this moment, his figure was a little embarrassed.
A sword mark almost cut his thin body in half, and the ice crystals that spread from the wound almost froze half of his body. If it were not for the protection of the two companions beside him, he would have become the victim of the woman opposite him at this moment. The soul of the dead under the sword.
thinking,
The old man's whole body shook with energy, and the ice crystals covering his body instantly shattered, and he whispered:
"This girl is obviously the precious disciple of the old man from Tianyuan Sword Sect!"
When the fat woman heard this, her pupils shrank slightly:
"Ran Qingmo?! A sixteen-year-old grandmaster like Xu Changge?"
The burly man's eyes twitched unconsciously when he heard this, and he said via voice:
"How about letting this woman go? Anyway, she has no evidence. Everything will be over when the reinforcements arrive here."
When the fat woman heard this, she echoed in a low voice:
"If the apprentice of the old man of Jian Zong dies here, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Jian Zong to explain."
The veins on the old man's forehead popped out:
"You two bastards! Are you scared?! What if? What if something happens, what will the sect do?!
"There is only one Xu Changge in this world. Fast cultivation does not mean strong!"
Even so, the slightly fat woman and the burly man looked at the woman in black opposite and became extremely fearful.
Xu Changge's name is almost a nightmare for the sect.
The fat woman and the burly man went to the Tianyuan Competition thirteen years ago.
At that time, they were only able to achieve body-melting skills and were eliminated early, but they saw the whole process of the geniuses of this generation having their backs broken by the young man in green who looked like an immortal.
Cutting down the crushing ones of the same level with one sword.
Even though the two of them had crossed over from the original state of integration to the Grand Master, when this generation of "Xu Changge" appeared in front of them, they still faced an almost crushing force.
Because the old man was almost beheaded by her as soon as he met her.
The woman in black clothes in front of them reminded the two of them of the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The moonlight was like a waterfall, and the four people faced each other across the sky.
Just when the three members of the Wanxiang Sect were shaken, a bloody figure appeared behind the old man without any warning.
It was so sudden that it might even make people think there was something wrong with their eyes.
The moment the other party appeared, the old man sensed the person coming.
The old man didn't think that his soul induction was wrong, but he was just too late.
His attention was entirely on the woman in black opposite him, and the person behind him didn't give him any time to react.
Time seems to stand still,
The sword skills like splashing ink are like flowers blooming, drawing a graceful arc under the cold moonlight.
Then,
The old man saw a familiar headless body.
There was a breath of silence, and the headless corpse fell downwards like a kite with a broken string.
The mountain wind blew his long hair at the temples. The man in blood-clothed clothes stood in the air, looking calmly at the stunned man and woman aside, and said in a gentle voice:
"Now, I have something to ask you."
(End of chapter)
