Although Huangwei Mountain is steep, there are no lush forests on the mountain. Everywhere you look, there are a few bustling greens. Waist-high shrubs can only be seen in the ten-mile restricted area bordering the two countries.
The Huangwei Mountain garrison sentry tower is built on the mountain. There is an observation deck on the top of the mountain, overlooking the ten-mile restricted area. There are beacon towers and sentry towers on the hills and hills within the five-mile range along the border. Before Yeluhe captured it, the garrison tower was originally stationed in the middle mountain col. A group of 500 Qing soldiers were equipped with military camps and fortresses and were under the jurisdiction of a small capital commander.
But now, the faint rancid smell and dried black blood stains on the north gate of the fortress all tell the story of the tragic experience.
Yeluhe was as fierce and cold-blooded as his father, the great national master, and all the soldiers and family members of the garrison in the fort were killed by the sword.
Compared with other Khitan generals, he also respected war. At least he did not leave women for the soldiers to have fun and have fun, giving them the last trace of dignity.
At this moment, Yeluhe and Dahe Luohan were burning lamps in the fort to study the sheepskin map. They were now going to be on tight defense until the Khitan army broke through Yanmen Pass.
Like them, Loubanzhai is also shouldering the same heavy responsibility. In comparison, the latter is more dangerous, because to capture Loubanzhai requires going deep into the hinterland of Daizhou in Qing Dynasty, which is far more difficult than Huangwei Mountain, which is close to the border.
However, under the cold moonlight, several teams were passing through and approaching the two places, like ghostly black shadows dodging and lurking in the darkness.
On the other side, Zhao Zhengli and his three men put on their military uniforms and strode forward. Calculated by one post and one sentry within five miles of the Khitan, they successfully deceived two checkpoints. Even so, they were still five or six miles away from the hinterland of the garrison.
Along with them, there were elite soldiers hiding in the dark, dormant near each checkpoint. They only waited for Zhao Zhengli, who was entering the garrison, to start, and they followed closely to clear the obstacles at each checkpoint.
Outside the garrison, there were towering walls built with foundation stones, and bonfires clustered around them. Three velvet-armored patrols descended from the stone wall at night.
The soldiers on the wall looked at each other from a distance, and the soldiers below said: "It's getting cold in the north!"
The soldier holding the torch above was stunned for a moment, and then another man chatted in his ear. The man then responded: "Borrow firewood from the south!"
The soldier attached to the ear immediately ordered the gatekeeper inside: "Open the door and let us go!"
Zhao Zhengli looked at the slowly opening gatehouse, feeling a little hesitant. The journey seemed smoother?
Looking at the Baozhai just a short distance away from the gate, they gave up their worries. When the three of them stepped into the gate of the village, the gate of the village was closed tightly with a "clang", and a stone door weighing about a thousand kilograms fell, throwing up dust and completely sealing it. Dead loop.
Following the continuous bonfires on the stone walls of the fort, lighting up half of the village, dozens or hundreds of soldiers held their torches high and cheered, resounding throughout the night sky.
Liu Dawei shouted in horror: "No, sir, there is an ambush!"
Zhao Zhengli was shocked in his heart, but he remained calm on the outside. What surprised him was that the cowardly Xu Liang was rarely so calm.
At that time, a man walked out of the village building, dragging a long halberd, which made a screeching sound on the ground.
The person who came was none other than Yeluhe, a Khitan twin dragon.
There was a smile on his face that was neither handsome nor ugly: "I thought you were very smart. How could the same code words go all the way? The ending made me a little disappointed, but staying calm in the face of danger can be considered a hero's courage. , I just don’t know if your courage comes from your realm strength, or from the soldiers I captured one by one hiding in the dark?”
His fluent Qingguo official accent surprised Zhao Zhengli again. Although they had played against each other several times, this was the first time they communicated face to face, but this time, Captain Zhao was unlucky.
Zhao Zhengli is currently in a dilemma. He has fallen into the opponent's trap from the beginning, and the elite soldiers lurking on the eighth floor are also dangerous. If he abandons everything and retreats, he will naturally be confident. He swept past Liu Dawei and Xu Liang, but he was really slapped in the butt. If you leave, you will have no way to gain a foothold in the army in the future, and dozens of your subordinates will die here.
When his thoughts were spinning, Yeluhe was already within ten steps. Liu Dawei turned from fear to anger. He said with a curse, "His grandma's, give it your best, kill one to get enough, kill two to make a profit!"
However, at this moment, Xu Liang unexpectedly moved forward, his erratic eyes dodging his two comrades. Zhao Zhengli realized later, betrayed?
Yeluhe cleared up his doubts and patted Xu Liang who came up to him: "People die for money, birds die for money."
Eat to death. Filial piety comes first. You are also treating your mother's illness. As a filial piety, your captain and comrades will forgive you! "
Zhao Zhengli didn't say a word. He only saw him holding the sky with one hand and shouting: "Here comes the sword!"
The fortress was immediately filled with a sense of solemnity, and the July night wind brought a slight chill to the people present.
A purple mist cut through the night sky from the mountains dozens of miles away, falling in the direction of the fort like a meteor.
After just a few breaths, a purple sword fell steadily into Zhao Zhengli's palm that held the sky. The irresistible purple light shone on the village building, making it difficult for people to look directly at it. Even Yeluhe, who was used to seeing rare treasures, couldn't help it. He looked straight at it and sighed in his heart, "What a sword!"
Zhao Zhengli, holding the Purple Yang Sword in his hand, showed his master state without reservation at this moment. He waved the sword hilt lightly, and a wave of air spread in all directions, making people tremble. This was the pressure from the bloodline of the strong.
Liu Dawei's pupils dilated, admiring him like a little fanboy: "Dudu... Sir Wei is so powerful!"
"Buzz!"
The halberd in Yeluhe's hand vibrated, like a sealed dragon stirring.
Then another wave of fighting spirit rose, and two invisible forces in the village tower were entangled in the night sky.
The soldiers on the scene were struggling like ants, as if entangled by inexplicable strange forces, and they felt torn apart. They instinctively retreated a few feet away, but looking at the two people who had not moved in the open space of the village, it was at this moment that they realized the difference between mortals and monks. gap.
The two strands of zhenqi in Zhailou were equally matched. Yeluhe took the lead to move with his halberd. The cold light of the halberd attached to his zhenqi was sharp, and it pierced Zhao Zhengli's neck with a faint sound of breaking through the air.
At the same time, the purple sword in Zhao Zhengli's hand blocked him, making a sharp metal sound.
The two of them didn't pause at all, and in the blink of an eye they fired dozens of moves.
One inch is long and one is strong, one inch is short and one is dangerous.
Zhao Zhengli suffered a slight disadvantage with the weapon, but the advantage was the flexibility of the long sword. He used the power of the sweeping halberd to retreat a few feet and distance himself from Yeluhe.
A brief test, both sides have background.
Liu Dawei on the other side was not idle either. He was surrounded by dozens or hundreds of soldiers. The man was as fierce as a wild bull and charged straight at them, killing and injuring a large number of people in several rounds.
The Khitan soldier learned his lesson again and again, and finally exhausted his physical strength by fighting with trapped beasts. He rushed to kill and then retreated. He stopped and attacked again. This style of fighting almost drove the violent northern man crazy.
"Puff puff!"
At this moment, a purple light cut off several people in the waist, and then rescued the crazy man.
However, when Zhao Zhengli swung his sword, Yeluhe had an opportunity to take advantage of it. The halberd crossed Zhao Zhengli's head. If Zhao Zhengli had dodged for even a moment, half of his head would have ended up here.
Zhao Zhengli's long hair was scattered, and the remaining half of his unkempt hair was disheveled. His eyes were bloodshot and swollen with anger, like a blood demon. He waved a fifty-meter-long sword energy with one arm. Even Yeluhe, who was known as the Khitan Double Dragon, did not dare to It was hard to catch, so I had to fly into the air to dodge.
At the same time, Yeluhe took advantage of the situation to form complex hand seals as he soared into the sky. A dragon roared in the night sky, and a black dragon appeared in an instant and rushed towards the "Blood Demon" below.
Zhao Zhengli was not afraid at all. He saw him holding the sword in both hands, his legs slightly stretched to stabilize his body, and the long sword in his hand was engraved with the "Guiyi" seal made by Puwei, a member of the Sixth Path.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Immediately, the night sky was filled with strong winds, and all things came to Zhao Zhengli like a summons from the Tao, and the earth was shaken by it.
In an instant, the purple sword was attached to each other's true energy substances, condensing into a giant sword that was several feet long. It was like a sharp weapon for the heavens, making all living things worship it.
This is Zhao Zhengli's other understanding of the "Return to One Way" of the Six Taoists. The technique he has learned is "Return to One", and the elixir he has cultivated is called "Fearless". Since he is fearless, then let all things obey my orders.
How many people dare to imitate such courage?
In other words, he used this sword condensed with the power of all things to slay the dragon, and the outcome was already decided.
However, a hundred miles away from Huangwei Mountain, deep in the Khitan camp where the two armies were facing each other, the white-bearded and white-haired Khitan first national advisor Yelu Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon, suddenly opened his eyes.
He frowned and immediately pinched his fingers to deduce: Xiao is a discerning dog.
Ziye Luhe was in crisis, stroking his goatee and whispering: "Is it him again?"
The face that did not look old showed a hint of determination, and then he waved his thin arms in his sleeves, and the entire Khitan country responded.
He is taking advantage of Khitan's prosperous national fortune to obliterate the Taoist descendant of Qing Kingdom who has repeatedly hindered him. Only in this way can ordinary forces be unable to stop him, even if Qingcheng Mountain, thousands of miles away, takes action with insight, it will not help.
Unless the legendary land gods intervene, and to this day, we have not heard of any land gods appearing in modern times.
In short, Zhao Zhengli's situation is very bad.
This is the reason why the Khitan's first national master is not afraid.
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In the night sky of Huangwei Mountain, an almost material giant sword was about to slash at the black dragon. At the moment of lightning and sparks, countless fortunes poured into the dragon from the north. In the blink of an eye, the dragon suddenly grew several times stronger, and its entire body was black and shiny. .
For comparison, one second he was still a snake with a body and a wild head, and the next second he almost completely transformed into a dragon, with a head like antlers, red eyes, sharp fangs like silver moon hooks, extremely conspicuous, and a torso that is several feet long and covered in black. The scales are as shiny as cold iron, and the strong limbs have three claws, which are sharp and sharp.
The entire night sky in Huangwei Mountain was enveloped by its roar, and the soldiers below completely collapsed and fell to the ground.
Zhao Zhengli's sword had already been slashed out, but the originally majestic giant sword was now like a toy in front of the black dragon. Sparks flew across the body without leaving any trace.
"Ouch!"
When the sword fell, the only thing it brought was the black dragon's slightly painful roar, which obviously angered it.
The huge body twisted in the night sky, and with a flick of its tail, at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, it directly flew away Zhao Zhengli who was holding the purple sword. Fortunately, Captain Zhao reacted quickly and blocked with his sword to protect his chest. Even so, it was not possible. Flying dozens of feet, my arms were so painful that they went numb.
He felt a sharp pain like being hit by a meteorite. Out of instinct, he once again gathered his strength and struck out with all his strength. In an instant, the true energy in the night sky was like a torrent, illuminating the world. This was a powerful strike from a powerful master who was desperate. The sword has thousands of transformations and is intertwined with Taoist rhymes.
Yeluhe, who landed smoothly, was greatly shocked, and Dahe Luohan, who had been watching from a distance, was even more horrified. He was proud to be among the three commanders of the Khitan, otherwise he would have joined forces with Yeluhe to suppress Zhao Zhengli earlier.
He was speculating on the charm of Zhao Zhengli's sword. How much understanding does this require? If given time, this son would be immeasurable.
He turned his head and met Yeluhe's eyes, as if they had reached some kind of consensus.
As the two men took action at the same time, they were determined to lose their reputation and eliminate future risks.
The dark dragon in the night sky spurted out a mouthful of light to meet Zhao Zhengli's full sword.
"Bang bang!"
The collision of the two forces made the night look like day, and large areas of the fortress's stone walls collapsed. This was no longer a battlefield for mortals. Dozens of soldiers were shaken by the aftermath of the powerful infuriating energy, their ears and eyes bleeding, and their spirits overturned.
The black dragon's body shuddered, and its whole body became illusory and dim. It was wounded by this sword.
Zhao Zhengli on the other side was knocked away a hundred meters away, with blood gushing from his mouth. As he was flying backwards, two figures pursued him at a high speed, it was Yeluhe and Daheluohan.
"Boom boom!"
Zhao Zhengli passively fought, even though he was injured, he still managed to draw with the two masters.
Seeing his methods, Yeluhe and the others became more determined to eliminate future troubles forever.
The black dragon blessed by the Khitan fortune in the sky actually sucked in and out like a monk. With a few breaths, the body returned to its original state, even more substantial.
It was covered in black mist, resembling a flame, and circled in the air before swooping down towards Zhao Zhengli, looking like they would be annihilated together.
This is indeed the case, because it was ordered by the Grand Master.
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Qingcheng Taoist Sect, in the Qingdu Palace, the head of the white-haired boy-faced Feng Zifeng raised his head and glared at the north: "Humph! Do you really think that there is no one in my Qingcheng Mountain?"
After finishing speaking, he threw out the purple bamboo sword that he had carried with him for fifty years.
That night, countless people in Qingguo saw a purple meteor streaking across the sky.
Only those with an outstanding realm can detect a terrifying aura passing from the top of their head.
Even the Grand Master was speechless when he felt this aura, and then murmured in horror: "A land god?"
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