"call!"
The wind around him was like a knife, blowing Wei Changtian's robe wildly.
Staring at the two tiny figures in the distance, he didn't even glance at the dense crowd of panicked soldiers at his feet.
In this way, the seven sword energy suddenly fell, killing more than ten thousand comrades in an instant. It is strange that these ordinary soldiers are not afraid.
Even compared to the Zhenshan camp that was defeated by Qin Zhengqiu's sword, the Ningshu army was already very tenacious without being broken up.
In the final analysis, just as I thought before, this is still a "top-down" battle.
As long as his side can kill the other seven, victory is certain.
On the other hand, if the opponent wins...
Shaking his head, Wei Changtian did not think any more.
Because although he could lose this battle, he didn't want to lose.
Therefore, faced with such a situation, Wei Changtian's response just now may sound crazy at first, but it is actually the safest approach.
Yang Liushi is on the Tengu Army's side and can't catch up.
But even if she could come over, Wei Changtian would not let her take this risk.
As for Han Zhao... In order to prevent another accident from happening, it is very necessary to be cautious.
Not only does the army need someone to command, Han Zhao can also be used as a "mobile force" to reinforce a "small battlefield" in a crisis situation at any time.
But in this case, the only second-grade ones that can be used are Qin Zhengqiu and six Buddhist monks.
Knowing how perverted the Moon Sword was, Wei Changtian had no choice but to let the Buddhists fight two against one.
The remaining four must be divided between him and Qin Zhengqiu.
One versus three?
It was obvious that neither he nor Qin Zhengqiu had this ability.
Then giving each person two is the only way.
Wei Changtian didn't know whether Qin Zhengqiu could handle it, but he thought it wouldn't be a big problem.
As for myself...
"Zheng! Zheng Zheng Zheng!!"
The sound of swords resounded through the night sky, and two thousand long swords came out of their sheaths. The silver light that belonged to the Falling Sky Sword flashed and turned into a huge silver dragon.
At the same time, the lifelike yellow dragon of luck appeared in the sky again.
"Roar!!"
A dragon roared and thousands of swords roared.
Two giant dragons, one silver and one gold, swayed their huge bodies, followed Wei Changtian with monstrous murderous intent, and crossed the battlefield like two giant rainbows.
The dragon walks on the crimson air, and the sky half-talks each other.
Chaos is the first judgment of doubt, and prehistoric times are like the beginning of division.
It has to be said that when two giant dragons appeared on the battlefield, the scene was no less shocking than the seven sword energies just now.
Even from a visual perspective, Wei Changtian is now like a god descending to earth, so arrogant that it is indescribable.
"It was Mr. Wei who took action!!!"
"Thieves will die!!"
"Brothers! Charge!!"
"kill!!!"
"..."
At their feet, countless Ningshu soldiers suddenly gained courage after seeing this "miracle". They shouted and raised their weapons, rushed over the broken corpses on the ground, and continued to charge towards the enemy formation.
Behind him, seven equally turbulent second-grade auras soared into the sky, turning into seven black shadows and heading straight for all directions on the battlefield.
Opposite them, the two gradually larger figures slowly raised their swords again, and a familiar and dangerous aura suddenly condensed.
When the Seven Sword Qi fell, the battle came to a brief stagnation.
And now, everything starts again in a more intense way.
The war raged, and the drums roared for thousands of miles.
The steaming sand sparkles and the rocks burn into the clouds, and the boiling waves and the flaming waves fry the moon.
...
...
New Feng Palace.
"despair......"
While the fighting was going on outside the city, there was silence in the palace dozens of miles away from the battlefield.
After all, most of the palace guards and other officials have gone to the battlefield, and now there are only some maids and eunuchs left in the palace. They are timid, so they naturally hide in the house and wait for dawn.
Because of this, when several figures crossed the palace wall and landed quietly in the palace, there was no one around them.
Wearing black clothes and black trousers, all but one person were covered with black cloth.
There are five people in total, all of whom are at the upper third level.
To be precise, there are two second-grade ones and three third-grade ones.
"The helmsman..."
Looking around, a man in black looked at the only man without a face covering, his eyes seemed to be inquiring.
"Um."
The latter didn't say much, just nodded with a slight smile on his face.
"alert!"
Seeing the man nod, the man in black shouted softly after what he just said, and the other three people immediately dispersed, paying careful attention to the surrounding movements.
The man in black, who clearly had some identity, took out a compass from his arms.
Silver pattern on black background, engraved with a circle of complex patterns.
This compass looks extraordinary at first glance, but I don’t know exactly what it is used to determine the direction of.
"..."
"Whoosh!"
As the man in black injected his inner energy into the compass, the cloud patterns on it glowed with a faint purple light, and the hands began to rotate slowly.
Slow at first, gradually faster, then slower again.
But after more than ten breaths of time, the small silver needle slowly stopped, pointed in a direction and stopped moving.
"Helmsman, over there."
"Well, let's go."
"..."
After another two simple conversations, the five people disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the surroundings were as quiet as if no one had ever been there.
However, dozens of breaths later, when there was a slight movement, several more men in black walked in from outside the city wall.
In less than a hundred breaths, two consecutive waves of mysterious people broke into the palace while the fierce fighting was going on outside the city.
Everyone knows that these people must be working for different forces, but what they are going to do is still unknown at the moment.
And in addition to this, there is another thing that is weird, or rather intriguing.
Under the moonlight, there are many dark shadows.
I saw a second wave of men in black also stopping there for a moment, and one of them also lowered his voice and called a man -
"Helmsman."
"..."
...
The Empress's bedroom, Jinhua Hall, underground secret room.
The candles were bright, the scent of tea was lingering, and the room was completely silent...or dead quiet.
None of the four people in the room spoke, or even made eye contact. Only someone would look at the copper drain in the corner from time to time, and then sigh softly.
It has been more than an hour since the war started outside the city, and there has still been no news.
In fact, such a battle would definitely not end in an hour, so they didn't need to be so nervous.
but......
Holding a piece of jade tightly in his hand, Xu Suisui lowered his head and remained motionless, only muttering in a low voice:
"Buddha bless, God bless..."
"Buddha bless, God bless..."
Worshiping both Buddha and God, it can be seen that Xu Suisui is a firm "atheist".
Although Li Zimu and the other three didn't know what "God" was, they didn't ask. They just prayed about the same thing silently in their hearts.
Of course, strictly speaking, the reasons why the three of them hope Wei Changtian can win are different.
But at least at this moment, they were sincere.
Just like that, the fine sand in the copper leakage slowly fell, and time slipped away quietly.
Then, just when Xu Suisui had repeated "Buddha bless you" no less than a thousand times, there was a sudden knock on the door of the secret room.
"Boom!"
"Dong dong dong!"
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