Because of the reminder from the Book of Luck, Zhou Bai did not become impatient or even give up, even if the strange object was hidden deep inside and Wang Qi searched for it for a while but found no results.
According to the general layout of the building, he found the ruins of the main hall of Tianshi Mansion without haste, then sat cross-legged among them and began to meditate.
The Zhou Tian of the Hunyuan Qi Luck simulates the Qi Luck Dragon Fist to mobilize Qi and inspire the fate of the residual dragon.
I don't know how long it took, but a very faint trace of the Great Flame Dragon Qi was actually forced out of his bloodline and his life, and floated silently to an inconspicuous corner.
Zhou Bai suddenly opened his eyes, and from the perspective of looking at Qi, a few strands of golden luck were drawn by the dragon's Qi, rising from the ruins of bluestones.
Obviously, the stone carvings of the dragon and tiger talismans are underneath.
With his strong body that had been transformed by archery skills, it didn't take much effort to clear the pile of rocks. Soon, a plain bluestone slab with no writing appeared in front of him.
It is equivalent to a floor tile. Not to mention that the Tatars do not know the secret of Longhu. Even if they know, they will not take away an ordinary floor tile.
Zhou Bai had no magic power at this time, but the essence of his soul was still there. Driven by his concentrated thoughts, the very faint Great Flame Dragon Qi slowly penetrated into the stone slab.
Buzz~
The originally dark stone slab began to show its magic, with light golden lines outlining the corner runes, shining brightly, and in the next moment, the shape of a dragon and tiger intersecting appeared on the stone slab.
Zhou Bai touched his palm and nodded. This was clearly the shape of the dragon and tiger talisman he saw on Yang Hui. It was the dragon and tiger stone carving that originally carried the luck of the dragon and tiger descending from the sky.
However, he has always been sensitive to luck, but he could not feel the majestic luck on the dragon and tiger stone carvings. Instead, he only felt a little depressed and gloomy.
The strands of golden luck oozing out were of sufficient quality, but the quantity was far from being in line with its status as a magical item of luck.
According to the information Zhou Bai learned, in the three hundred years of the Great Yan Dynasty, the dragon and tiger stone carvings should have accumulated a lot of national fortune, but now they seem to have been hollowed out.
Of course, no matter what, Zhou Bai wanted to take it away. If his luck was gone, he could still use it to use dragon and tiger energy.
With the call of his mind, in the sea of consciousness on the Lingtai, the Book of Qi and Luck turned to a blank page, and then it reflected the dragon and tiger stone carvings.
Qi Luck Rare Objects, Qi Luck Heavenly Book are willing to accept them.
Silently, the runes faded away, and the gleaming golden dragon and tiger shapes disappeared. The bluestone was still the same bluestone, but the real treasure inside it no longer existed.
[Luck Rare Item: Dragon and Tiger Stone Carvings] (Can be stored directly, no need to manifest, no need to consume source points.)
Dragon and tiger stone carvings: The things carried by heaven and earth in this world can turn ordinary national destiny into the destiny of dragon and tiger. The king controls the dragon shape, and the minister controls the tiger shape. The dragon and tiger meet, and nothing can stop them. (In order to continue the destiny of the Great Yan nation, the last heavenly master tried to change his destiny against the will of heaven, and spent most of his destiny savings in stone carvings. In the end, he gained nothing and his soul was scattered.)
Zhou Bai saw the remarks behind the dragon and tiger stone carvings, and couldn't help but respect the actions of the dragon and tiger master.
Before going down the mountain, he bowed three times to the ruins of the Tianshi Mansion: "The Tianshi's legacy will be completed by you."
But if the last heavenly master really has a spirit in heaven, he might just smile bitterly and be speechless.
Ever since the dragon and tiger stone carvings were made into heaven, all the heavenly masters in the past generations had only used them to impart urns, but you uprooted them and directly cut off the lineage of the heavenly masters.
Then Zhou Bai did not stop for a moment, and quickly descended the mountain with his feet flying like ladder clouds.
At this time, the night was dark, not a single star could be seen in the sky, and the clouds were dense, as if a storm was about to come.
As for Zhou Bai, there was indeed a storm approaching against him, and there was a heavy calamity that contained the sound of fighting. He didn't even need to wait and see too much to know that the soldiers and horses were surrounding him.
No, the guards at the foot of the mountain are already fully armored, and everyone is on horseback, ready to set off at any time.
Gao Hu rushed up directly and reported urgently: "My lord, after traveling fifty miles, we encountered a large group of Tatar cavalry. There were many elite Tatars among them. The general suspected that the news had been leaked, so he encircled and suppressed them at all costs."
Zhou Bai didn't say anything. He had long felt that there was something fishy about the Tatar emperor's decision to stop shaving his hair and changing his clothes nine months in advance. Now, regardless of the stability of Jiangnan, he mobilized troops to surround and kill him, which only deepened his suspicion.
He mustered up his energy and looked around the sky in all directions. Unfortunately, the atmosphere of war and calamity was too strong to allow him to see the whole picture.
"Have you found out which side is weaker... Well, there is no need to check. It must be breaking out west and south."
"Let the brothers eat first, then we will break out to the west and target Hongdu."
Zhou Bai was halfway through asking, then shook his head and made his own conclusion.
To the south is the territory that Jiangyou has conquered. Li Dingguo's attack in Huguang is going smoothly, and they have no worries even if they are defeated all the way.
As for Xiang Xiang, he is going to fight hard on Jiangyou. He is not prepared to give up the territory he has won easily, otherwise it will be difficult for the rear to recover.
Although the entire army had been trained to avoid night blindness, the night was dark and windy, so the cavalry did not dare to gallop at will and could only march along the official road.
Many of his subordinates tried to persuade him, thinking that this would lead to him encountering Hetua's main force, which would be too risky.
But Zhou Bai just rushed to the front without stopping.
Tonight, he was going to take advantage of the darkness to use thousands of cavalry to attack the so-called invincible Tatar army, completely breaking the myth since the Tatars entered the customs.
In the hands of the heavenly masters and Taoist priests in this world, dragon and tiger energy can only be used in Taoist methods that are not very powerful. At most, they just ignore it and waste the dragon and tiger energy in an attempt to defy heaven and change their fate.
But in the hands of Zhou Bai, who has mastered the method of controlling luck, he can exert unimaginable abilities, such as pouring out the remaining luck in the dragon and tiger stone carvings and blessing them all on a thousand imperial guards.
In the middle of the night, heavy rain poured down, and the torch could not be lit. The night and rain merged, making it impossible to see the way forward.
But neither Zhou Bai and his party, nor the encirclement and suppression army led by Hetua, had any intention of resting.
Soon, several hundred horsemen on the Tatar outpost discovered the cavalry coming straight towards them, and stepped forward to try to intercept it.
But in just one round, not only did Yanqi fail to stop for half a point, it actually suffered heavy losses.
The leading Tartar military captain is a veteran from outside the customs. An unknown number of the great Yan soldiers died in his hands. Now he can only breathe his last breath and tell his last words.
"Quickly report to the general, something is wrong with this Yanqi, and it must be stopped with heavy troops."
Before he died, the horror in his heart still lingered. Each of these Yanjun cavalry looked like Batulu, with extraordinary strength, but there were a thousand of them.
And what's the situation with those war horses? The quagmire is still as smooth as walking on the ground. Their sprinting power is not at the same level as their horses, as if they are all the wild horses of the grassland.
However, regardless of whether the warning from the outpost was delivered in time, Hetua never underestimated the enemy again after knowing the attitude of the Tatar Emperor.
Nearly 5,000 cavalrymen clashed and intercepted, and sent people to tightly block the path. Then the infantry prepared, forming a thick military formation and slowly pressing forward.
According to common sense, they can easily disperse even tens of thousands of Yan Army's five thousand riders, not to mention that the bottom line goal is only to intercept.
However, Hetua's mind was always uneasy. He was riding on horseback and looking far ahead, and vaguely seemed to see a red fire dragon flying towards him.
Violent, angry, and eager to swallow them all, the Tatars.
"Command, the flag of the Chinese army must not retreat even half a step! All generals must not be slacking off in the slightest. If a cavalry breaks through, military law will be enforced!"
Click, click, click. It was obviously a muddy road due to heavy rain, but in the ears of all the Tatar soldiers, they heard the sound of galloping war horses.
Abao was the commander of the five thousand cavalry. Although he did not understand what kind of accident happened to the hundreds of sentry cavalry in front of him, none of them came back.
But the long-term victory allowed him and the Tatars to face the unknown enemies in the dark without any fear.
No matter what, you are still as weak as a lamb, let alone a Qianqi.
Unknown strange things, no one can be let go...
At this time, Abao was silently reciting the orders given to him. He was even complaining about why he had to mobilize so many troops.
Zhu Jun in the south is about to reach Hongdu Mansion.
But soon, he had no time to think about the overall situation, and the enemy had suddenly arrived.
Are those Yan people surrounded by flames?
Also, it’s obviously a horse, but why does it look like a tiger? Roar!
Although the vision could only be seen for a moment, the frightened cries of the soldiers around him told Abao that seeing is believing.
The power of the gods was still at work, so it was no wonder that the Yan army, which had always been weak, dared to attack Jiangyou under the leadership of an unknown eldest son.
Mortals have always been afraid of unknown powers, even Abao, who commands five thousand generals, is no exception.
After a thousand and five hundred steps of fighting, another manic tiger roar sounded, and suddenly a huge tiger shadow rushed toward them.
The general is wavering, the soldiers are wavering, and most of the accumulated military strength is lost before the battle.
Fortunately, Abao fought in the north and south and killed countless people, so his mind was not really taken away at this time.
"No matter what tricks these Yan people use, they can never withstand our sabers!"
"Kill, kill!!!"
One horse took the lead, and five thousand horsemen rushed out. One hundred steps, ten steps, the two sides finally met.
Bang bang, people suddenly flipped over, and under the first wave of impact, countless figures flew backwards, and the ground was dyed red with blood.
Cavalry vs. cavalry, the most important thing is true skill.
Under such a brutal collision, all the illusions of fire dragons and tigers disappeared. Abao couldn't help but smile ferociously, wanting to declare the destruction of this flame army.
However, he soon discovered that those who screamed continuously and suffered countless casualties were actually his own cavalry.
I have never heard that the Southern Cavalry can be better than the Northern Cavalry. How can those short Southwest horses knock off the tall prairie horses?
No, what's up with these flame soldiers' killing techniques and unimaginable power.
The sudden attack lasted only a moment, but the five thousand cavalry were almost killed by the thousand cavalry. Abao was furious and planned to lead his own cavalry to save the situation.
Unexpectedly, someone has long been eyeing his general: "Thieves of Tartar, suffer death!"
A tiger general with a silver spear was riding alone, and all the Tatars who dared to block him were killed by the spear.
Hey, Abao saw it with his own eyes. A silver spear light penetrated the throat of his personal guard, and the ownerless war horse fled.
"Extraordinary generals are invincible." Within a few moves, his bodyguard was dead. Abao was so frightened that he dared not fight again.
But just when he turned his horse's head and prepared to escape, his heart was pierced by a flying silver spear.
"Lord, the enemy's cavalry has collapsed." Someone immediately reported the good news to Zhou Bai and asked what should be done next.
Because they won so quickly, most of the Tatar Central Army had not yet completed their formations, and the surrounding alleys had not been completely blocked.
So now he can completely disperse and break out. Anyway, as long as he escapes in the end, there is still hope to reverse the overall situation.
However, Gao Hu happened to turn around with Abao's head in his hand and loudly called for battle: "My lord, the enemy's army has not yet established a stable foothold. You can kill the general and capture the flag again!"
Zhou Bai nodded slightly and defeated five thousand Tatars. He had already seen the power of dragon and tiger energy, so how could he give up just like that.
"Now that you are blessed with the great fortune of Dragon and Tiger, you can recreate the full combat power of the main world."
"The generals listened to the order, drove away the defeated enemy cavalry, and attacked the central army. The head of General Hetu'a on the right side of the Yangtze River is alone!"
At this time, the Imperial Guard cavalry, which had suffered minimal losses, had gathered around him again, with murderous intent boiling, and everyone seemed to be filled with infinite power.
Click, click, click, the sound of the cavalry charging sounded, and the remaining Tatar soldiers who had not yet recovered had only time to run for their lives.
"General Abao is dead, we can't stop him, we can't stop him!"
"Run quickly, these Yanren are monsters..."
With the blessing of dragon and tiger energy regardless of loss, a group of flame riders once again turned into dazzling red dragons in the dark night in Hetua's eyes.
The power of luck interferes with reality, extraordinary phenomena are revealed in the eyes of mortals, the morale of the military is shaken, and morale is low.
"Array up, form up! Stop these cavalry, allow each of them to enclose a hundred acres of land on their own, and get a reward of a hundred taels of silver for the first level of beheading!"
The five thousand cavalry were overwhelmed in an instant. Hetua lost confidence in his own army for the first time. He didn't even dare to shout that no one would be left behind, but just emphasized to block it.
But before the soldiers could form an emergency formation, the driven defeated soldiers had already rushed into chaos, and then, the red dragon, as fast as the wind, suddenly plunged into the dense military formation.
Bang bang bang, the sound of collision echoed throughout the rainy night battlefield, and the human wall in front of the red dragon was penetrated layer by layer like tissue paper.
The Tatars, who founded their country on cavalry, have never felt such a fierce cavalry impact. Wave after wave, the force seemed to have no end.
The dragons roared and the tigers roared, the military spirit collapsed, and the Tatar-Han banner army's hands and feet became weak. None of the soldiers who stood in front of the main formation of the Chinese army could save their bodies.
Soon, the largest number of miscellaneous troops began to collapse, and then led the Tatar-Han banner army. How strong a body dared to stand in front of this explosive red dragon?
Isn't this something they often do when thousands of cavalry overwhelm an army formation of tens of thousands of people?
Hetua's eyes were red, and the Tatar's face was completely trampled tonight.
There were thousands of real Tartars beside him, all of them were brave and fearless, and still went towards the red dragon.
But Yanqi was invincible, and the real Tartar soldiers could not stop the silver spear. No matter how brave and wise the general was, he could not escape a sudden cold arrow.
The rain poured down, the wind howled, and the horses neighed...
In the end, there were only a hundred steps left. Even though there were a large number of soldiers guarding Hetua in front, he still had to choose to abandon the central army and escape with the other collapsed soldiers.
In fact, Hetua is not willing to give in, and he is not afraid of death.
But he could imagine what would happen to Jiangyou and the entire situation south of the Yangtze River if a provincial general and a first-class general of the Tatar Dynasty died in this unknown wilderness.
Can Hetua, who has always been in Zhou Bai's field of vision, leave?
Phew~ Phew~
A hundred steps away, two cold arrows hit him accurately, one shot through his throat, and when he lowered his head, he could even see the bloody arrowheads.
Another shot was extremely violent and shot down the flagpole of the Chinese army. The last thing Hetua saw was the fallen flag.
Thousands of cavalry roll up the hill, and the offensive and defensive momentum is different.
(End of chapter)
